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SELECTION  OF  HYMNS, 

ADAPTED  TO  THE 

DEVOTIONS  OF  THE  CLOSET, 
THE  FAMILY,  AND  THE  SOCL\L  CIRCLE; 

AND  CONTAINING 

SUBJECTS  APPROPRIATE 

TO  THE 

MONTHLY  CONCERTS  OF  PRAYER 

FOR  THE  SUCCESS  OF 

MISSIONS  AND  SUNDAY  SCHOOLS; 

AND   OTHER 

SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

4? 


BY  ARCHIBALD  ALEXANDER,  D.  D. 


PUBLISHED  BY  JONATHAN  LEAVITT, 

182  Broadway. 

BOSTON  :  CROCKER  &  BREWSTER, 

47  Washington-Street. 


Stereotyped  by  James  Conner. 

iiST. 


\ 


'   Entered  according  to  the  act  of  Congress,  in  the  year 
1831,   by  JONATHAN  LEAYITT,  in  the  Clerk' 
of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States,  for  the  South- 
ern district  of  New- York. 


PREFACE. 


The  following  selection  of  hymns  is  in- 
tended for  private,  rather  than  public  use, 
The  object  is  to  furnish  a  book,  which  may 
serve  to  aid  the  pious  in  conducting  the  de- 
votions of  the  closet,  the  family,  and  the 
prayer-meeting.  In  making  it,  a  regard  has 
been  had  to  the  volume  recently  prepared  for 
the  use  of  the  Presbyterian  Church,  and  ap- 
proved and  authorized  by  the  General  As- 
sembly of  that  church ;  to  which  this  may  be 
considered,  in  some  sort,  a  supplement.  It 
was  found  to  be  impracticable  to  include  in 
one  convenient  volume  all  the  variety  of 
hymns,  which  might  be  needed  for  every  pur- 
pose and  occasion ;  that  selection  was  there- 
fore made  with  a  special  view  to  public  wor- 
ship ;  and  hymns  not  adapted  to  that  object, 
however  excellent,  were,  for  the  most  part, 
omitted.  This  circumstance  suggested  the 
idea  of  another  book,  which  might  include 
those  subjects  not  comprehended  in  the  col- 


I \  PREFACE. 

lection  beibre  mentioned,  and  wliich  might  be 
more  especially  suited  to  social  meetings  for 
worship,  and  to  more  private  use. 

As  the  object  of  the  editor  is,  to  aid  the  de^ 
votions  of  all  true  Christians,  who  may  choose 
to  avail  themselves  of  his  humble  labours ; 
he  has  not  introduced  into  the  work  any 
hymns,  which  can  properly  be  called  secta- 
rian ;  that  is,  such  as  can  be  sung  only  by 
one  denomination  of  Christians.  It  is  be- 
lieved, that  there  is  not  a  hymn  in  this  whole 
collection,  which  may  not  be  used  by  all  per- 
sons of  evangelical  views  and  pious  feelings. 
And  it  is  a  pleasing  consideration,  that  per- 
sons who  seem  to  be  wide  apart  in  regard  to 
many  speculative  points,  can  often  harmonize 
in  their  devotional  exercises.  This  fact  un- 
doubtedly evinces,  that  Christians  frequently 
differ  more  from  each  other  in  appearance, 
than  in  reality :  for  they  who  can  sincerely 
and  cordially  unite  in  the  same  prayers,  and 
in  the  same  spiritual  songs,  must  be  of  one 
heart  and  one  mind  in  all  that  constitutes  the 
essence  of  true  religion.  This  hymn  book, 
therefore,  will  be  equally  suited  to  all  Evan- 
gelical  denominations;  and  it  will  be  seen- 


PREFACE.  V* 

on  examination,  that  all  have  been  made  \o 
contribute,  more  or  less,  to  the  collection  which 
is  now  presented  to  the  public. 

Creatures  are  incapable  of  a  nobler  em- 
ployment than  celebrating  the  praises  of  God. 
Heaven  has  no  exercise  more  sublime  or  more 
delightful  than  this ;  and  in  proportion  as  the 
will  of  God  is  done  upon  earth  as  in  heaven, 
this  holy  work  will  rise  in  the  estimation  of 
men,  and  will  more  fully  occupy  their  facul- 
ties. Every  thing,  therefore,  which  tends  to 
facilitate  and  promote  this  part  of  divine  wor- 
ship, deserves  encouragement.  Some  one 
has  remarked,  that  Bishop  Kenn  has  proba- 
bly done  more  real  good  to  mankind  by  com- 
posing his  two  celebrated  hymns,  for  the 
evening  and  the  morning,  than  he  would 
have  done  by  founding  two  hospitals.  This 
may  seem  to  many  to  be  extravagant,  but  it 
will  not  appear  so  to  those  who  know  how 
much  spiritual  blessings  should  be  apprecia- 
ted in  comparison  of  those  which  are  merely 
temporal.  The  saying  of  an  eminent  states- 
man, "  Give  me  the  making  of  the  ballads  of 
a  nation,  and  I  care  not  who  makes  the  laws," 
weare  the  aspect  of  exaggeration,  but  in 
a  2 


VI  PRF^\CE. 

reality  it  evinces  a  deep  nsight  into  the 
springs  of  human  conduct,  and  a  careful  ob- 
servation of  the  causes  which  contribute  to 
form  the  character  of  a  people. 

The  singing  of  divine  songs  is  urged  upon 
us  by  the  apostle  Paul,  as  a  means  of  mutual 
admonition  and  instruction.  "  Let  the  word 
of  Christ  dwell  in  you  richly  in  all  wisdom, 
teaching  and  admonishing  one  another  in 
psalms  and  hymns,  and  spiritual  songs,  sing- 
ing with  grace  in  your  hearts  to  the  Lord.-' 
God,  who  perfectly  knows  the  human  heart, 
has,  from  the  beginning  of  the  world,  autho- 
rized the  use  of  sacred  music  and  sacred  poe- 
try in  his  worship;  and  how  much  good  has 
been  lost  by  a  neglect  of  these  auxiliaries  to 
devotion,  cannot  be  calculated.  Evangelical 
hymns  are  peculiarly  suited  to  be  the  vehi- 
cle of  gospel  truth  to  the  young  and  ignorant . 
It  is  a  fact,  that  unlettered  Christians  retain 
in  their  minds  more  of  the  gospel,  in  the 
words  of  the  spiritual  songs  which  they  are 
accustomed  to  sing,  than  in  any  other  form  ; 
and  children  can,  perhaps,  be  t might  the 
truths  of  religion  in  this  way,  more  effectually 
than  in  anv  other.    It  is  a  good  maxim  in 


PREFACE.  Vil 

education,  ci  that  to  render  instruction  effect- 
ual,  you  must  make  it  pleasant ;"  and  again, 
the  understanding  is  reached  with  most  cer- 
tainty through  the  feelings  of  the  heart. 
The  mind  must  be  excited  and  warmed  be- 
fore it  will  receive  the  distinct  and  indelible 
impressions  of  the  truth ;  just  as  the  wax 
must  be  softened  before  it  becomes  suscepti- 
ble of  the  permanent  impression  of  the  seal. 

In  seasons  of  more  than  usual  religious  ex- 
citement ; — in  times  of  revival,  much  effect  is 
produced  by  the  spiritual  songs  which  are  in 
use.  Perhaps,  the  character  of  the  senti- 
ments and  feelings  of  young  converts  is  as 
much  moulded  by  these  songs  of  Zion,  which 
at  such  seasons  are  so  frequently  sung,  as  by 
all  the  discourses  which  are  heard  from  the 
pulpit.  It  is  then  obviously  of  high  impor- 
tance, that  the  hymns  put  in  circulation 
should  be  of  the  right  kind. 

It  is  not  expected,  nor  wished,  by  this  pub- 
lication, to  supersede  other  books  of  hymns 
which  have  received  the  approbation  of  the 
religious  Community.  The  compiler  of  this 
volume  would  speak  respectfully  of  the  la- 
bours of  those  who  have  preceded  him  in 


Mil  PREFACE, 

this  field ;  and  is  grateful  for  the  benefit  which 
many  are  deriving  from  their  works-;  but  he 
is  of  opinion,  that  the  ground  is  not  fully  oc- 
cupied. The  chasm  which  he  has  endea- 
voured to  fill,  is  not  supplied  by  any  of  the 
selections  which  are  in  circulation.  Besides? 
every  good  hymn  added  to  the  stock  already  in 
common  use,  is  a  real  benefit  to  the  religious 
public.  Of  the  character  of  the  compositions  in 
this  volume,  although  he  is  not  the  author  of  a 
single  one,  it  does  not  become  the  editor  to 
speak :  no  doubt  a  great  disparity  of  poetic  me- 
rit wrill  be  discerned  by  those  who  possess  a 
critical  taste  in  such  matters.  The  chief  aim 
in  making  the  selection  has  been,  that  the 
•  hymns  should  be  sound  in  doctrine,  and  devo- 
tional in  spirit ;  and  yet,  such  as  would  not 
offend  cultivated  minds.  Much  the  larger 
part  of  the  hymns  in  this  volume  are  not  con- 
tained in  any  of  the  collections  which  have 
been  printed,  or  widely  circulated,  in  this 
country. 

It  is  a  thing  much  to  be  wished,  that  sing- 
ing the  praises  of  God  should  be  generally 
introduced,  as  a  part  of  family  worship.  1" 
know  of  no  reason  which  can  be  conclusively 


PREFACE.  IX 

urged  to  prove,  that  this  should  form  a  part 
of  the  public  service  of  the  sanctuary,  which 
does  not  apply  with  all  its  force,  to  the  do- 
mestic altar.  The  only  weighty  objection  is, 
that  few  families  are  capable  of  conducting 
this  part  of  divine  worship  to  edification. 
But  is  not  this  incapacity  owing,  in  a  great 
measure,  to  the  neglect  of  the  early  and  as- 
siduous culture  of  sacred  music  ?  It  is  true, 
many  persons  appear  to  be  deficient  in  a  mu- 
sical voice  and  ear,  but  this  may,  in  most  in- 
stances, be  attributed  to  the  want  of  the  ex- 
ercise of  the  vocal  organs,  while  they  are 
flexible.  Competent  judges  have  expressed 
the  opinion,  that  if  proper  pains  were  taken 
to  teach  children  to  sing,  it  would  be  almost 
as  rare  to  find  a  total  defect  of  a  voice  for 
music,  as  of  the  ability  of  speaking.  This 
evil  will  not  be  remedied  until  sacred  music, 
with  a  view  to  the  worship  of  God,  is  made 
an  essential  part  of  the  course  of  instruction, 
in  all  our  common  and  Sunday  schools  ;  and 
it  is  gratifying  to  observe,  that,  of  late,  much 
more  attention  than  formerly,  begins  to  be 
paid  to  this  whole  subject  of  sacred  music. 
But  why  should  not  the  singing  the  praises 


X  PREFACE. 

of  God  form  an  essential  part  of  secret  devo- 
tion, as  well  as  that  which  is  social  ?  If  God 
has  authorized  and  enjoined  tins  part  of  di- 
vine worship,  it  would  seem  to  be  as  proper, 
and  as  really  a  duty,  in  the  closet,  as  in  the 
church.  Indeed,  there  is  no  situation  in 
which  the  heart  is  likely  to  be  more  suscepti- 
ble of  the  softening  and  elevating  effects  of 
sacred  music,  than  in  the  solemn  stillness  of 
solitude.  A  large  part  of  the  book  of  Psalms 
exhibits  the  private  exercises  of  David  and 
other  inspired  saints.  And  these  still  serve 
to  express  most  perfectly  the  feelings  of  the 
pious  heart.  Some  eminently  devout  men, 
as  we  learn  from  their  private  diaries,  have 
accustomed  themselves  to  singing  their  pri- 
vate meditations,  employing  such  tunes  as 
were  dictated  by  their  feelings;  and  have 
found  this  an  excellent  method  of  fixing  the 
attention  and  exciting  the  devout  emotions 
of  the  heart;  but  to  most  Christians,  a  good 
selection  of  hymns,  adapted  to  the  closet,  ac- 
companied with  appropriate  tunes,  will  be 
preferable. 

There  is  scarcely  any  thing  more  needed 
•  than  some  means  of  removing  the  reluctance 


PREFACE.  Xi 

of  the  soul  to  engage  in  the  spiritual  duties 
of  the  closet,  and  of  confining  the  roving 
thoughts,  and  exciting  the  dull  feelings  of 
the  heart,  when  we  attempt  to  draw  near  to 
God  in  secret.  I  need  not  say,  how  deep  and 
frequent  are  the  lamentations  of  serious  per- 
sons in  regard  to  this  matter.  Now,  what 
will  be  more  likely  to  render  this  service  in- 
teresting and  profitable,  than  the  introduc- 
tion of  sacred  music  into  our  private  devo- 
tions ?  Paul,  who  seems  to  have  overlooked 
nothing  which  has  a  relation  to  the  exercises 
of  piety  and  practice  of  devotion,  has  strong- 
ly recommended  singing,  in  his  epistle  to  the 
Ephesians,  as  a  means  of  exciting  devotional 
feelings  in  our  own  minds.  "  Speaking  to 
yourselves  in  psalms  and  hymns,  and  spirit- 
ual songs,  making  melody  in  your  heart  to 
the  Lord  ;  giving  thanks  unto  God  and  the 
Father  in  the  name  of  the  Lord  Jesus 
Christ." 

Where  there  is  no  capacity  for  singing, 
the  reading  of  hymns  may  be  recommended 
to  all  sorts  of  persons,  as  a  pleasant  method 
of  contemplating  the  truth,  and  a  means  of 
improvement  in  piety.     In  well-composed 


Xll  PREFACE. 

evangelical  hymns,  gospel  truth  k  olen  ex- 
hibited in  a  style  so  pleasing  and  lively,  and 
in  a  form  so  clear  and  concentrated,  that  a 
fine  effect  is  produced  on  the  pious  heart,  by 
the  mere  perusal  of  them.  And  in  this  way, 
even  they  who  are  conscientiously  scrupulous 
about  singing  hymns  of  human  composition, 
may  derive  benefit  from  these  metrical  com- 
positions. This  suggests  the  idea,  that  Tract 
Societies  might  advantageously  avail  them- 
selves of  the  taste  for  poetry  which  exists  in 
the  human  mind,  and  might,  by  this  vehicle, 
allure  some  to  contemplate  the  truth  when 
clothed  in  the  dress  of  pleasing  poetry,  who 
cannot  be  induced  to  attend  to  the  same 
things  in  prose. 

The  subscriber  would  only  add  his  earnest 
prayer,  that  this  little  work  may  subserve  the 
purpose  for  winch  it  was  intended ;  and  let 
God  have  all  the  glory. 

A.  ALEXANDER. 

Princeton,  N.  J.  May  26, 1831. 


ADVERTISEMENT. 


In  the  arrangement  of  the  hymns  in 
this  book,  the  alphabetical  order  has 
been  adopted,  as,  upon  the  whole,  the 
most  convenient.  Upon  this  plan  an 
index  of  first  lines  is  rendered  altoge- 
ther unnecessary. 

The  systematic  method  of  arranging 
hymns,  according  to  their  subjects,  now 
commonly  pursued,  is  incapable  of  be- 
ing rendered  perfect,  or  even  satisfac- 
tory ;  for  it  often  happens,  that  in  the 
same  hymn  there  is  such  a  diversity, 
as  to  the  nature  of  the  emotions  and 
sentiments  expressed,  that  it  cannot 
with  propriety  be  referred  to  any  one 
head.  The  only  conceivable  advantage 
of  this  systematic  arrangement  is  the 
facility  which  it  affords,  of  finding  a 
hymn  on  some  particular  subject ;   but 


XIV  ADVERTISEMEN  I. 

this  can  be  as  fully  secured  by  a  good 
index  of  subjects,  as  in  this  way ;  and 
as  in  singing,  we  never  wish  to  pursue 
this  systematic  order;  so  in  reading 
hymns,  it  is  much  more  pleasant  to  have 
them  placed  promiscuously,  than  to 
have  all  of  a  kind  collected  into  one 
place.  The  method  here  pursued  is 
followed  in  a  late  London  collection, 
though  it  was  determined  on  by  the 
editor  before  that  book  was  received. 

The  names  of  the  authors,  instead 
of  being  placed  immediately  over  the 
hymns  respectively  composed  by  them, 
will  be  found,  as  far  as  they  could  be 
ascertained,  in  a  Table  at  the  end  of  the 
volume. 


HYMN.S. 


1     Absent  from  the  Body,  and  present  with  the  Lore 
2  Cor.  5.  8.    L.  M. 

1  ABSENT  from  flesh !  O  blissful  thought. 
What  unknown  joys  this  moment  bring*??, 
Freed  from  the  mischief  sin  has  brought, 
From  pains  and  fears  and  all  their  springs. 

2  Absent  from  flesh !  illustrious  day, 
Surprising  scene  !  triumphant  stroke 
That  rends  the  prison  of  my  clay, 
And  I  can  feel  my  fetters  broke. 

3  Absent  from  flesh !  then  rise  my  soul 
Where  feet  nor  wings  could  never  climb, 
Beyond  the  heav'ns,  where  planets  roll. 
Measuring  the  cares  and  joys  of  time. 

4  I  go  where  God  and  glory  shine, 
His  presence  makes  eternal  day, 
My  all  that's  mortal  I  resign, 

For  angels  wait  and  point  my  way. 

*&  Assurance  of  Faith,    P.  M. 

I  A  DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 
Of  covenant  mercy  I  sing ; 
Nor  fear,  with  thy  righteousness  on, 
My  person  and  offerings  to  bring : 


AF  HYMNS.  AF 

The  terrors  of  law,  0  my  God, 
With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do ; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood, 
Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 

2  The  work  which  his  goodness  began, 
The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete ; 
His  promise  is  Yea,  and  Amen, 
And  never  was  forfeited  yet : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, 
Not  all  things  below,  nor  above, 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 
Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

3  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hand*. 
Eternity  will  not  erase ; 
Imprest  on  his  heart  it  remains, 
In  marks  of  indelible  grace ; 
Yes,  I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 
As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 
The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 

0  Trust  in  God  under  Affliction.    C  M 

1  AFFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep 

Where  wave  resounds  to  wave ; — 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joy  a 

Can  yet  restore  my  peace ; 
And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roai\ 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 


AF  HYMNS.  AF 

3  In  darkest  watches  of  the  night 

I'll  count  his  mercifs  o'er ! 
I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  sue  for  more. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrow  rose, 

And  press'd  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  has  still  sustain'd  my  steps, 
And  still  has  been  my  guide. 

5  Here  will  I  rest  and  build  my  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  thy  rod, 
O,  more  than  all  the  world  to  me, — 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 

"X"     His  Kindness  and  Friendship  to  them.   C.  M, 

1  A  FRIEND  there  is,  (your  voices  join, 

Ye  saints,  to  praise  his  name ;) 
Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine. 
Whose  love's  a  constant  flame. 

2  When  most  we  need  his  helping  hand, 

This  friend  is  always  near ; 
With  heaven  and  earth  at  his  command. 
He  waits  to  answer  pray'r. 

3  His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knows, 

No  change  can  turn  its  course ; 
Immutably  the  same  it  flows. 
From  one  eternal  source. 

4  Our  sorrows  in  the  scale  he  weighs, 

And  measures  out  our  pains : 
The  wildest  storm  his  word  obeys, 
His  word  its  rage  restrains. 


\.G  HYMNS.  AG 

5  And  if  our  earthly  comforts  fall 
Before  his  sov'reign  will : 
He  never  takes  away  our  all — 
He  is  our  portion  still. 

5  Believer'1 s  Wants.     L.  M. 

Judges  xix.  20. 

1  AGAIN,  indulgent  Lord,  I  come, 
Again  to  tell  my  wants,  presume ; 
No  earthly  bliss  can  do  me  good, 
I  want  the  balm  of  Jesus'  blood. 

2  I  want  acquaintance  with  the  Lamb. 
.To  know  the  virtue  of  his  name ; 

I  want  assurance  of  my  faith, 
I  want  a  conquest  over  death. 

3  I  want  Christ's  robe  of  righteousness, 
That  bright,  that  spotless  glorious  dress ; 
I  want  to  lay  my  own  aside. 

I  want  to  fly  from  legal  pride. 

4  I  want  to  be  made  free  indeed, 
And  trample  on  the  serpent's  head : 

1     I  want  to  triumph  in  thy  love, 

And  live  and  reign  with  thee  above. 

5  I  want,  dear  Lord,  my  wants  to  know. 
I  want  in  faith  and  hope  to  grow ; 

I  want  thyself; — this  favour  grant, 
And  thou  hast  granted  all  I  want. 


O  that  I  were  as  in  Montlis  past  f  C    M 

Job  xx ix.  2. 


6 

I  AGAIN,  indulgent.  Lord,  return. 
With  thy  sweet  quick'ning  grace, 


AG  HYMNS,  AG 

To  animate  my  sluggish  soul. 
And  speed  me  in  my  race. 

2  O  may  I  feel,  as  once  I  felt. 
When  pain'd  and  griev'd  at  heart. 

Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Reliev'd  my  ev'ry  smart. 

3  Let  graces  then  in  exercise. 
Be  exercised  again ; 

And  nurtured  by  celestial  power. 
In  exercise  remain. 

4  Awake  my  love,  my  faith,  my  hope. 
My  fortitude  and  joy : 

Vain  world  be  gone,  let  things  above 
My  happy  thoughts  employ. 

5  Whilst  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God. 
I  would  for  ever  own  ; 

Drive  each  rebellious,  rival  lust, 
Each  traitor,  from  the  throne. 

6  Instruct  my  mind,  my  will  subdue 
To  heav'n  my  passions  rai^e  ; 

And  let  my  life  for  ever  be 
Devoted  to  thy  praise. 

/  The  Resurrection.    C.  M. 

1  AGAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 

Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn. 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 
The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 


AG  HYMNS.  AO 

0  what  a  sun  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb ! 

3  The  powers  of  darkness  leagued  in  vain, 
To  bind  our  Lord  in  death ; 

He  shook  their  kingdom  when  He  fell, 
By  his  expiring  breath. 

4  And  now  his  conquering  chariot  wheels 
Ascend  the  lofty  skies ; 

Broken  beneath  his  powerful  cross. 
Death's  iron  sceptre  lies. 

5  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 
And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 

Let  gladness  dwell  on  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

(5  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  happy  morn  ; 
Which  scatters  blessings  horn  its  wings 

On  nations  yet  unborn, 

©  After  Divine  Service.     C.  M. 

1  AGAIN  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice. 

At  which  the  dead  shall  live ; 

O  may  the  sound  our  hearts  rejoice, 

And  strength  immortal  give  \ 

2  And  have  we  heard  the  word  with  joy  ? 
And  have  we  felt  its  power  ? 

To  keep  it  be  our  bless'd  employ 
Till  life's  extremest  hour. 


AG  HYMNS.  AG 

%3     The  Presence  of  God  sought  in  his  House.  C.  M. 

1  AGAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 

Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come, 
To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 

2  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear ! 
Thy  presence  now  display : 

We  kneel  within  thy  house  of  prayer, 
Oh !  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

3  The  clouds  which  veil  Thee  from  our  sight, 
In  pity,  Lord,  remove ; 

Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

4  Help  us,  with  holy  fear  and  joy, 
To  kneel  before  thy  face  ; 

And  make  us,  creatures  of  thy  power. 
The  children  of  thy  grace. 


The  Sabbath  an  Emblem  and  Type  of 
Heaven.    L.  M. 


10 

1  AGAIN  our  weekly  labours  end, 
And  we  the  Sabbath's  call  attend  ; 
Let  us  improve  the  sacred  rest, 

And  bless  the  day  which  God  hath  blest. 

2  This  day  let  prayers  and  praises  rise, 
To  God  a  grateful  sacrifice  1 

Thy  peace,  O  Lord,  on  us  bestow ! 
Which  none,  but  they  who  feel  it,  know, 

3  That  peace  of  thine  within  the  bren^f- 
Is  a  rich  foretaste  of  a  Rest 


AG  HYMNS.  AG 

Which  for  thy  Church,  0  God,  remains  ■ 
A  Rest  from  sin,  and  guilt,  and  pains. 
4  In  holy  duties  let  this  day, 
Heaven's  type  and  emblem,  pass  away : 
Each  Sabbath,  Lord,  we  thus  would  spend, 
In  hope  of  that  which  ne'er  shall  end. 

J.   J.  Glimpses  of  the  invisible  World.     L.  M. 

1  A  GLANCE  from  heaven,  with  sweet  effect. 
Sometimes  my  pensive  spirit  cheers ; 

But  ere  I  can  my  thoughts  collect, 
As  suddenly  it  disappears. 

2  So  lightning  in  the  gloom  of  night 
Affords  a  momentary  day ; 
Disclosing  objects  full  in  sight, 
Which,  soon  as  seen,  are  snatched  away. 

3  Ah  !  what  avail  these  pleasing  scenes  1 
They  do  but  aggravate  my  pain ; 
While  darkness  quickly  intervenes, 
And  swallows  up  my  joys  again. 

4  But  shall  I  murmur  at  relief? 
Though  short,  it  was  a  precious  view. 
Sent  to  control  my  unbelief, 

And  prove  that  what  I  read  was  true. 

5  The  lightning's  flash  did  not  create 
The  opening  prospect  it  revealed  : 
But  only  showed  the  real  state 

Of  what  the  darkness  had  concealed. 

6  Just  so,  we  by  a  glimpse  discern 
The  glorious  things  within  the  vail 


AH  HYMNS.  AH 

That,  when  in  darkness,  we  may  learn 
To  live  by  faith,  till  light  prevail. 
7  The  Lord's  great  day  will  soon  advance, 
Dispersing  all  the  shades  of  night ; 
Then  we  no  more  shall  need  a  glance, 
But  see  by  an  eternal  light. 

JL  A  Amidst  Temptation.   L.  M. 

1  AH  !  my  dear  Lord,  whose  changeless  love 
To  me,  nor  earth  nor  hell  can  part ; 
When  shall  my  feet  forget  to  rove  ? 

Ah,  what  shall  fix  this  faithless  heart  ? 

2  Why  do  these  cares  my  soul  divide, 
If  Thou  indeed  hast  set  me  free ; 
Why  am  I  thus,  if  Thou  hast  died, 
If  Thou  hast  died  to  ransom  me  ? 

3  Around  me  clouds  of  darkness  roll, 
In  deepest  night  I  still  wTalk  on  ; 
Heavily  moves  my  fainting  soul, 
My  comfort  and  my  God  are  gone. 

4  Oft  with  thy  saints  my  voice  I  raise, 
And  seem  to  join  the  tasteless  song : 
Faintly  ascends  th'  imperfect  praise, 
Or  dies  upon  my  powerless  tongue. 

5  Cold,  weary,  languid,  heartless,  dead, 
To  thy  dread  courts  I  oft  repair ; 

By  conscience  dragged,  or  custom  led, 
I  come ;  nor  know  that  God  is  there ! 

6  In  all  I  do,  myself  I  feel, 

And  groan  beneath  the  wonted  load, 


AH  HYMNS.  AH 

Still  unrenewed,  and  carnal  still, 
Naked  of  Christ,  and  void  of  God. 

7  Nor  yet  the  earthly  Adam  dies, 
But  lives,  and  moves,  and  fights  again, 
Still  the  fierce  gusts  of  passion  rise, 
And  rebel  nature  strives  to  reign. 

8  O  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart ! 
And  guard  the  gifts  thyself  hast  given : 
My  portion  Thou,  my  treasure  art, 
And  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

9  Would  ought  with  Thee  my  wishes  share, 
Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 

The  idol  from  my  breast  I'll  tear, 
Resolved  to  seek  my  all  from  Thee. 

10  Whate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine, 
To  Thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore ; 
Gladly  I  all  for  Thee  resign: 
Give  me  Thyself,  I  ask  no  more. 

JL  O  Inconstant  Heart  lamented.    L.  M. 

1  AH  !  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 
That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart. ; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  In  vain  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay, 
And  chide  each  vanity  away; 

In  vain,  alas!  resolve  to  bind 

This  rebel  heart,  this  wand'ring  mind. 

3  Thro'  all  resolves,  how  soon  it  Hies, 
And  mocks  the  weak,  the  slender  tiet;: 


AL  HYMNS.  AL 

There's  nought  beneath  a  power  divine, 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

4  Jesus,  to  thee  I  would  return, 
And  at  thy  feet  repenting  mourn ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pard'ning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

5  O  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control, 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul  \ 
Bid  ev'ry  vanity  depart, 

And  dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart. 

I   mT  Death  of  a  Child.    2  Sam.  xii.  22,  23.    C.  M, 

ALAS  !  how  changed  that  lovely  flower, 
Which  bloomed  and  cheered  my  heart ! 

Fair  fleeting  comfort  of  an  hour, 
How  soon  we're  called  to  part ! 

2  And  shall  my  bleeding  heart  arraign 
That  God,  whose  ways  are  love  ? 

Or  vainly  cherish  anxious  pain 
For  her  who  rests  above  ? 

3  No  ! — let  me  rather  humbly  pay 
Obedience  to  his  will, 

And  with  my  inmost  spirits,  say 
"  The  Lord  is  righteous  still." 

4  From  adverse  blasts,  and  low'ring  storms, 
Her  favoured  soul  he  bore, 

And  with  yon  bright  angelic  forms, 
She  lives  to  die  no  more. 

5  Why  should  I  vex  my  heart,  or  fast ; 
No  more  she-tt  visit  me, 


AL  HYMNS.  Al 

My  soul  will  mount  to  Jier  at  last, 

And  I  her  face  shall  see. 
6  Prepare  me,  blessed  Lord,  to  share 

The  bliss  thy  people  prove ; 
Who  round  thy  glorious  throne  appear, 

And  dwell  in  perfect  love. 

M.  O  Imploring  Preservation.    C.  M. 

1  ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 
What  snares  beset  my  way ! 

Of  these  my  soul  be  still  apprised, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  The  world,  the  devil,  and  the  flesh, 
My  feeble  soul  invade  ; 

I  find  my  own  resistance  vain, 
And  ask  my  Saviour's  aid. 

3  Whene'er  temptations  would  allure, 
Or  fill  with  dread  my  heart, 

My  God,  to  help  in  time  of  need, 
Thy  pow'rful  grace  impart. 

4  May  fear  of  thee,  and  hate  of  sin, 
My  watchful  soul  possess ; 

And  lively  faith  and  joyful  hope 
My  vigilance  increase. 

5  Help  me  to  pray,  and  watch,  and  strive  -, 
O  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  happiness  and  thee. 


AL  HYMNS.  AL 

X  V>  Nativity  of  Christ.  P.  M. 

1  ALL  glory  to  God,  and  peace  upon  earth. 
Be  publish'd  abroad  at  Jesus's  birth : 

The  forfeited  favour  of  heaven  we  find 
Ilestor'd  in  the  Saviour  and  Friend  of  man- 
kind. 

2  Then  let  us  behold  Messiah  the  Lord, 
By  prophets  foretold,  by  angels  ador'd : 

Our  God's  incarnation  with  angels  proclaim, 
And  publish  salvation  in  Jesus's  Name. 

3  Immanuel's  love  let  sinners  confess, 
Who  comes  from  above  to  bring  us  His 

peace ; 
Let  every  believer  His  mercy  adore, 
And  praise  Him  for  ever,  when  time  is  no 

more. 

JL  4  Evening.    L.  M. 

1  ALL  praise  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 

Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thy  own  Almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son3 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 

To  die,  that  this  vile  body  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 
2 


AL  HYMNS.  AL 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  Thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eye-lids  close ; 
Sleep  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply ; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest, 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

6  O  may  my  Guardian,  while  I  sleep, 
Close  to  my  bed  his  vigils  keep ; 

His  love  angelical  instil, 
Stop  all  the  avenues  of  ill. 

7  May  he  celestial  joy  rehearse, 

And  thought  to  thought  with  me  converse  ; 
Or,  in  my  stead,  all  the  night  long, 
Sing  to  my  God  a  grateful  song. 

8  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow- 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

IQ       Praise  and  Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the 
O  Gospel.     P.  M. 

1  ALL  thanks  be  to  God, 
Who  scatters  abroad, 
Throughout  every  place, 

By  the  least  of  his  servants,  his  savour  o( 
grace ! 

2  Who  the  victory  gave, 
The  praise  let  Him  have  : 


HYMNS. 

For  the  work  he  hath  done — 
All  honour  and  glory  to  Jesus  alone  ! 

3  Our  conquering  Lord 
Hath  prosper'd  his  Word, 
Hath  made  it  prevail, 

And  mightily  shaken  the  kingdom  of  hell. 

4  His  arm  he  hath  bared 
And  a  people  prepared, 
His  glory  to  shew, 

And  witness  the  power  of  his  passion  below. 

5  And  shall  we  not  sing 
Our  Saviour  and  King  ? 
Thy  witnesses,  we 

With  rapture  ascribe  all  salvation  to  thee ! 

6  Oh  that  all  men  might  know 
Trry  mercy  below, 

Thee,  Saviour,  confess,  [peace. 

And  embrace  the  glad  tidings  of  pardon  and 

JL  \9     On  the  Departure  of  Missionaries.      L.  M. 

1  ALMIGHTY  God!  to  Thee  we  pray! 
Be  with  us  on  this  solemn  day ; 

Our  brethren  bless,  their  zeal  approve, 
That  zeal  which  burns  to  spread  thy  love. 

2  With  cheerful  steps  let  them  proceed, 
Where'er  thy  providence  shall  lead : 

Let  heaven  and  earth  their  work  befriend, 
And  mercy  all  their  paths  attend. 

3  Great  let  the  bands  of  those  be  found, 
Wxho  shall  attend  the  Gospel's  sound  5 


AF  HYMNS.  AF 

The  terrors  of  law,  0  my  God, 
With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do ; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood, 
Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 

2  The  work  which  his  goodness  began, 
The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete ; 
His  promise  is  Yea,  and  Amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, 
Not  all  things  below,  nor  above, 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 
Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

3  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hand?. 
Eternity  will  not  erase ; 

Imprest  on  his  heart  it  remains, 
In  marks  of  indelible  grace ; 
Yes,  I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 
As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 
The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 

tS  Trust  in  God  under  Affliction.    C.  M. 

1  AFFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep 

Where  wave  resounds  to  wave ; — 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joys 

Can  yet  restore  my  peace ; 
And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 


AF  HYMNS.  AF 

3  In  darkest  watches  of  the  night 

I'll  count  his  mercies  o'er ! 
I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  sue  for  more. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrow  rose, 

And  press'd  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  has  still  sustain'd  my  steps, 
And  still  has  been  my  guide. 

5  Here  will  I  rest  and  build  my  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  thy  rod, 
O,  more  than  all  the  world  to  me, — 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 

~X"     His  Kindness  and  Friendship  to  them.   C.  M, 

1  A  FRIEND  there  is,  (your  voices  join, 

Ye  saints,  to  praise  his  name ;) 
Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 
Whose  love's  a  constant  flame. 

2  When  most  we  need  his  helping  hand. 

This  friend  is  always  near ; 
With  heaven  and  earth  at  his  command, 
He  waits  to  answer  pray'r. 

3  His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knows, 

No  change  can  turn  its  course ; 
Immutably  the  same  it  flows, 
From  one  eternal  source. 

4  Our  sorrows  in  the  scale  he  weighs, 

And  measures  out  our  pains : 
The  wildest  storm  his  word  obeys, 
His  word  its  rage  restrains. 


u,  HYMNS.  AG 

5  And  if  our  earthly  comforts  fall 
Before  his  sov'reign  will : 
He  never  takes  away  our  all — 
He  is  our  portion  still. 


Believer's  Wants.     L.  M. 
Judges  xix.  20. 


5 

1  AGAIN,  indulgent  Lord,  I  come, 
Again  to  tell  my  wants,  presume ; 
No  earthly  bliss  can  do  me  good, 
I  want  the  balm  of  Jesus'  blood. 

2  I  want  acquaintance  with  the  Lamb. 
.To  know  the  virtue  of  his  name ; 

I  want  assurance  of  my  faith, 
I  want  a  conquest  over  death. 

3  I  want  Christ's  robe  of  righteousness, 
That  bright,  that  spotless  glorious  dress ; 
I  want  to  lay  my  own  aside, 

I  want  to  fly  from  legal  pride. 

4  I  want  to  be  made  free  indeed, 
And  trample  on  the  serpent's  head; 

*     I  want  to  triumph  in  thy  love, 

And  live  and  reign  with  thee  above. 

5  I  want,  dear  Lord,  my  wants  to  know. 
I  want  in  faith  and  hope  to  grow ; 

I  want  thyself; — this  favour  grant, 
And  thou  hast  granted  all  I  want. 

6U  that  I  were  as  in  Montlis  past !  C.  M 

Job  xx ix.  2. 

1  AGAIN,  indulgent.  Lord,  return. 
With  thy  sweet  quick'ning  grace. 


AG  HYMNS,  AG 

To  animate  my  sluggish  soul. 
And  speed  me  in  my  race. 

2  O  may  I  feel,  as  once  I  felt, 
When  pain'd  and  griev'd  at  heart. 

Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look, 
Reliev'd  my  ev'ry  smart. 

3  Let  graces  then  in  exercise. 
Be  exercised  again ; 

And  nurtured  by  celestial  power. 
In  exercise  remain. 

4  Awake  my  love,  my  faith,  my  hope. 
My  fortitude  and  joy : 

Vain  world  be  gone,  let  things  above 
My  happy  thoughts  employ. 

5  Whilst  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God. 
I  would  for  ever  own  ; 

Drive  each  rebellious,  rival  lust, 
Each  traitor,  from  the  throne. 

6  Instruct  my  mind,  my  will  subdue. 
To  heav'n  my  passions  rai^e  ; 

And  let  my  life  for  ever  be 
Devoted  to  thy  praise. 

/  The  Resurrection.    C.  M. 

1  AGAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 

Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn. 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 
The  heathen  world  in  gloom ! 

I* 


AG  HYMNS,  AG 

O  what  a  sun  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb ! 

3  The  powers  of  darkness  leagued  in  vain, 
To  bind  our  Lord  in  death ; 

He  shook  their  kingdom  when  He  fell, 
By  his  expiring  breath. 

4  And  now  his  conquering  chariot  wheels 
Ascend  the  lofty  skies ; 

Broken  beneath  his  powerful  cros?. 
Death's  iron  sceptre  lies. 

5  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid. 
And  loud  hosannas  sung  : 

Let  gladness  dwell  on  every  heart. 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

6  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 
To  hail  this  happy  morn  ; 

Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
On  nations  yet  unborn. 

0  After  Divine  Service.    C.  M. 

1  AGAIN  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice. 
At  which  the  dead  shall  live  ; 

O  may  the  sound  our  hearts  rejoice, 
And  strength  immortal  give  I 

2  And  have  we  heard  the  word  with  joy  ? 
And  have  we  felt  its  power  ? 

To  keep  it  be  our  bless'd  employ 
Till  life's  extremest  hour. 


AG  HYMNS.  AG 

*3     The  Presence  of  God  sought  in  his  House.  C.  M. 

1  AGAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 

Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come, 
To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 

2  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear ! 
Thy  presence  now  display : 

We  kneel  within  thy  house  of  prayer, 
Oh !  give  as  hearts  to  pray. 

3  The  clouds  which  veil  Thee  from  our  sight. 
In  pity,  Lord,  remove ; 

Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

4  Help  us,  with  holy  fear  and  joy, 
To  kneel  before  thy  face  ; 

And  make  us,  creatures  of  thy  power. 
The  children  of  thy  grace. 

1f\     The  Sabbath  an  Emblem  and  Type  of 
i3  Heaven.    L.  M. 

1  AGAIN  our  weekly  labours  end, 
And  we  the  Sabbath's  call  attend  ; 
Let  us  improve  the  sacred  rest, 

And  bless  the  day  which  God  hath  blest. 

2  This  day  let  prayers  and  praises  rise, 
To  God  a  grateful  sacrifice  I 

Thy  peace,  O  Lord,  on  us  bestow ! 
Which  none,  but  they  who  feel  it,  know, 

3  That  peace  of  thine  within  the  breast 
Is  a  rich  foretaste  of  a  Rest 


AG  HYMNS.  AG 

Which  for  thy  Church,  0  God,  remains  ■ 
A  Rest  from  sin,  and  guilt,  and  pains. 
4  In  holy  duties  let  this  day, 
Heaven's  type  and  emblem,  pass  away: 
Each  Sabbath,  Lord,  we  thus  would  spend, 
In  hope  of  that  which  ne'er  shall  end. 

J.   J.  Glimpses  of  the  invisible  World.     L.  If. 

1  A  GLANCE  from  heaven,  with  sweet  effect. 
Sometimes  my  pensive  spirit  cheers ; 

But  ere  I  can  my  thoughts  collect, 
As  suddenly  it  disappears. 

2  So  lightning  in  the  gloom  of  night 
Affords  a  momentary  day ; 
Disclosing  objects  full  in  sight, 
Which,  soon  as  seen,  are  snatched  away. 

3  Ah  !  what  avail  these  pleasing  scenes  ! 
They  do  but  aggravate  my  pain  ; 
While  darkness  quickly  intervei 

And  swallows  up  my  joys  again. 

4  But  shall  I  murmur  at  relief? 
Though  short,  it  was  a  precious  view. 
Sent  to  control  my  unbeliefj 

And  prove  that  what  I  read  wras  true. 

5  The  lightning's  flash  did  not  create 
The  opening  prospect  it  revealed  ; 
But  only  showed  the  real  state 

Of  what  the  darkness  had  concealed. 

6  Just  so,  we  by  a  glimpse  discern 
The  glorious  things  within  the  vail, 


AH  HYMNS.  AH 

That,  when  in  darkness,  we  may  learn 
To  live  by  faith,  till  light  prevail. 
7  The  Lord's  great  day  will  soon  advance, 
Dispersing  all  the  shades  of  night ; 
Then  we  no  more  shall  need  a  glance, 
But  see  by  an  eternal  light. 

J.  A  Amidst  Temptation.   L.  M. 

1  AH!  my  dear  Lord,  whose  changeless  love 
To  me,  nor  earth  nor  hell  can  part ; 
When  shall  my  feet  forget  to  rove  1 

Ah,  what  shall  fix  this  faithless  heart  ? 

2  Why  do  these  cares  my  soul  divide, 
If  Thou  indeed  hast  set  me  free ; 
Why  am  I  thus,  if  Thou  hast  died, 
If  Thou  hast  died  to  ransom  me  ? 

3  Around  me  clouds  of  darkness  roll, 
In  deepest  night  I  still  wTalk  on  ; 
Heavily  moves  my  fainting  soul, 
My  comfort  and  my  God  are  gone. 

4  Oft  with  thy  saints  my  voice  I  raise, 
And  seem  to  join  the  tasteless  song : 
Faintly  ascends  th'  imperfect  praise, 
Or  dies  upon  my  powerless  tongue. 

5  Cold,  wTeary,  languid,  heartless,  dead, 
To  thy  dread  courts  I  oft  repair ; 

By  conscience  dragged,  or  custom  led, 
I  come ;  nor  know  that  God  is  there ! 

6  In  all  I  do,  myself  I  feel, 

And  groan  beneath  the  wonted  load, 


AH  HYMNS.  AH 

Still  unrenewed,  and  carnal  still, 
Naked  of  Christ,  and  void  of  God. 

7  Nor  yet  the  earthly  Adam  dies, 
But  lives,  and  moves,  and  fights  again, 
Still  the  fierce  gusts  of  passion  rise, 
And  rebel  nature  strives  to  reign. 

8  O  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart ! 
And  guard  the  gifts  thyself  hast  given : 
My  portion  Thou,  my  treasure  art, 
And  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

9  Would  ought  with  Thee  my  wishes  share, 
Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  he, 

The  idol  from  ray  breast  I'll  tear, 
Resolved  to  seek  my  all  from  Thee. 

10  Whate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine, 
To  Thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore ; 
Gladly  I  all  for  Thee  resign: 
Give  me  Thyself,  I  ask  no  more. 

J.  O  Inconstant  Heart  lamented.    L.  M. 

1  AH  !  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart. 
That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart ; 
Thus  fond  of  trinVs  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  In  vain  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay, 
And  chide  each  vanity  away; 

In  vain,  alas  !  resolve  to  bind 

This  rebel  heart,  this  wand'ring  mind. 

3  Thro'  all  resolves,  how  soon  it  Hies, 
And  mocks  the  weak,  the  slender  ticc-; 


AL  HYMNS.  AL 

There's  nought  beneath  a  power  divine, 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

4  Jesus,  to  thee  I  would  return, 
And  at  thy  feet  repenting  mourn ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pard'ning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

5  O  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control. 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul  \ 
Bid  ev'ry  vanity  depart, 

And  dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart. 

J.  TT  Death  of  a  Child.    2  Sam.  xii.  22,  23.    C.  M, 

ALAS  !  how  changed  that  lovely  flower, 
Which  bloomed  and  cheered  my  heart ! 

Fair  fleeting  comfort  of  an  hour, 
How  soon  we're  called  to  part ! 

2  And  shall  my  bleeding  heart  arraign 
That  God,  whose  ways  are  love  7 

Or  vainly  cherish  anxious  pain 
For  her  who  rests  above  ? 

3  No  ! — let  me  rather  humbly  pay 
Obedience  to  his  will, 

And  with  my  inmost  spirits,  say 
"  The  Lord  is  righteous  still." 

4  From  adverse  blasts,  and  low'ring  storms, 
Her  favoured  soul  he  bore, 

And  with  yon  bright  angelic  forms, 
She  lives  to  die  no  more. 

5  Why  should  I  vex  my  heart,  or  fast  j 
No  more  she'll  visit  me, 


AL  HYMNS.  AL 

My  soul  will  mount  to  l\er  at  last, 

And  I  her  face  shall  see. 
6  Prepare  me,  blessed  Lord,  to  share 

The  bliss  thy  people  prove ; 
Who  round  thy  glorious  throne  appear, 

And  dwell  in  perfect  love. 

J.  O  Imploring  Preservation.    C.  If. 

1  ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 
What  snares  beset  my  way ! 

Of  these  my  soul  be  still  appris'd, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  The  world,  the  devil,  and  the  flesh, 
My  feeble  soul  invade  ; 

I  find  my  own  resistance  vain, 
And  ask  my  Saviour's  aid. 

3  Whene'er  temptations  would  allure, 
Or  fill  with  dread  my  heart, 

My  God,  to  help  in  lime  of  need, 
Thy  pow'rful  grace  impart. 

4  May  fear  of  thee,  and  hate  of  sin, 
My  watchful  soul  possess ; 

And  lively  faith  and  joyful  hope 
My  vigilance  increase. 

5  Help  me  to  pray,  and  watch,  and  strive ; 
O  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  happiness  and  thee. 


AL  HYMNS.  AL 

J.  O  Nativity  of  Christ.  P.  M. 

1  ALL  glory  to  God,  and  peace  upon  earth. 
Be  published  abroad  at  Jesus's  birth : 

The  forfeited  favour  of  heaven  we  find 
Restor'd  in  the  Saviour  and  Friend  of  man- 
kind. 

2  Then  let  us  behold  Messiah  the  Lord, 
By  prophets  foretold,  by  angels  ador'd : 

Our  God's  incarnation  with  angels  proclaim, 
And  publish  salvation  in  Jesus's  Name. 

3  Immanuel's  love  let  sinners  confess, 
Who  comes  from  above  to  bring  us  His 

peace ; 
Let  every  believer  His  mercy  adore, 
And  praise  Him  for  ever,  when  time  is  no 

more. 

JL  4  Evening.    L.  M. 

1  ALL  praise  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 

Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  ot  kings, 
Under  thy  own  Almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son? 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 

To  die,  that  this  vile  body  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day, 
2 


AL  HYMNS.  AL 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  Thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eye-lids  close ; 
Sleep  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make. 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply ; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest, 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

6  O  may  my  Guardian,  while  I  sleep, 
Close  to  my  bed  his  vigils  keep ; 

His  love  angelical  instil, 
Stop  all  the  avenues  of  ill. 

7  May  he  celestial  joy  rehearse, 

And  thought  to  thought  with  me  converse  ; 
Or,  in  my  stead,  all  the  night  long, 
Sing  to  my  God  a  grateful  song. 

8  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow- 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

1Q       Praise  and  Prayer  for  the  Success  of  Vie 
O  Gospel.     P.  M. 

1  ALL  thanks  be  to  God, 
Who  scatters  abroad, 
Throughout  every  place, 

By  the  least  of  his  servants,  his  savour  of 
grace  ! 

2  Who  the  victory  gave, 
The  praise  let  Him  have  : 


HYMNS. 

For  the  work  he  hath  done — 
All  honour  and  glory  to  Jesus  alone  ! 

3  Our  conquering  Lord 
Hath  prosper'd  his  Word, 
Hath  made  it  prevail, 

And  mightily  shaken  the  kingdom  of  hell. 

4  His  arm  he  hath  bared 
And  a  people  prepared, 
His  glory  to  shew, 

And  witness  the  power  of  his  passion  below* 

5  And  shall  we  not  sing 
Our  Saviour  and  King  1 
Thy  witnesses,  we 

With  rapture  ascribe  all  salvation  to  thee ! 

6  Oh  that  all  men  might  know 
Thy  mercy  below, 

Thee,  Saviour,  confess,  [peace. 

And  embrace  the  glad  tidings  of  pardon  and 

JL  %9     On  the  Departure  of  Missionaries.      L.  M. 

1  ALMIGHTY  God !  to  Thee  we  pray ! 
Be  with  us  on  this  solemn  da)* ; 

Our  brethren  bless,  their  zeal  approve, 
That  zeal  which  burns  to  spread  thy  love. 

2  With  cheerful  steps  let  them  proceed, 
Where'er  thy  providence  shall  lead : 

Let  heaven  and  earth  their  work  befriend, 
And  mercy  all  their  paths  attend. 

3  Great  let  the  bands  of  those  be  found, 
Who.  shall  attend  the  Gospel's  sound  5 


AL  HYMNS.  AL 

And  let  Barbarians,  bond  and  free, 
In  suppliant  throngs  resort  to  Thee. 

4  Where  Pagan  altars  now  are  built, 
And  brutal  blood,  or  human,  spilt, 
There  be  the  bleeding  Cross  upreared, 
And  God,  our  God,  alone  revered. 

5  Where  captives  groan  beneath  their  chain, 
Let  grace,  and  love,  and  concord  reign ; 
The  aged  and  the  infant  tongue 

Unite  in  one  harmonious  song. 

/*  \J  Before  Sermon.     C.  M. 

1  ALMIGHTY  God !  Eternal  Lord ! 
Thy  gracious  power  make  known: 

Touch,  by  the  virtue  of  thy  Word, 
And  melt  the  heart  of  stone. 

2  Speak  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the  dead, 
And  bid  the  sleeper  rise ; 

And  let  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

3  Let  us  receive  the  Word  we  hear. 
Each  in  an  honest  heart; 

Lay  up  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

4  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 
The  light  that  shines  so  clear: 

Now  the  revealing  Spirit  send, 
And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 


AM  HYMNS.  AM 

A  I  After  Sermon.    C.  M. 

1  ALMIGHTY  God !  thy  word  is  cast 
Like  seed  into  the  ground ; 

Now  let  the  dew  of  heaven  descend, 
And  righteous  fruits  abound. 

2  Let  not  the  foe  of  Christ  and  man 
This  holy  seed  remove ; 

But  give  it  root  in  every  heart, 
To  bring  forth  fruits  of  love. 

3  Let  not  the  world's  deceitful  cares 
The  rising  plant  destroy ; 

But  let  it  yield  a  hundred-fold, 
The  fruits  of  peace  and  joy. 

4  Oft  as  the  precious  seed  is  sown, 
Thy  quick'ning  grace  bestow, 

That  all,  whose  souls  the  truth  receive, 
Its  saving  power  may  know. 


Sincerity.    C.  M. 


23 

1  AM  I  an  Israelite  indeed, 
Without  a  false  disguise  1 

Have  I  renounced  my  sins,  and  left 
My  refuges  of  lies  1 

2  Say,  does  my  heart  unchanged  remain, 
Or  is  it  formed  anew  ? 

What  is  the  rule  by  which  I  walk ; 
The  object  I  pursue  1 

3  Cause  me,  oh  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
My  real  state  to  know ! 

2* 


AN  HYMNS.  \\ 

If  I  am  wrong,  oh  set  me  right; 
If  right,  preserve  me  so. 

£>  O      A  Father  leaving  his  Family  to  God. 
&f$  Gen.  xlviii.  21.    C.  JU. 

1  AMID  the  anguish  and  the  strife. 
That  shrinking  nature  fears, 

Look  gently  down,  great  Source  of  life, 
And  dry  death's  starting  tears ! 

2  Serene,  like  Jacob  we  would  die, 
And  "  gather  up  our  feet ;" 

Would  chide  the  ting'ring  hours,  and  fly 
Our  Saviour-God  to  meet. 

3  Our  dearest  comforts  we  could  leave, 
With  glory  in  our  eyes ; 

Would  wipe  the  tears  of  those  that  grieve. 
And  point  them  to  the  skies. 

4  Our  trembling  lips,  if  Thou  art  nigh, 
When  life's  sad  hours  are  few, 

With  joy  shall  say — "  Fehold  we  die, 
But  God  shall  be  with  you/' 

£~^?  The  Lord's  Supper.    C.  M. 

1  AND  are  we  now  brought  near  to  God, 
Who  once  at  distance  stood? 

And,  to  effect  this  blessed  change, 
Did  Jesus  shed  his  blood? 

2  Oh  for  a  song  of  ardent  praise, 
To  bear  our  souls  above  ! 

What  should  allay  our  lively  hope. 
Or  damp  our  flaming  love  ! 


AN  HYMNS.  AN 

3  Then  let  us  join  the  heavenly  choirs, 

To  praise  our  Glorious  i^ing ! 
Oh  may  that  love  which  spread  this  feast 

Inspire  us  while  we  sing ! 

0  fZ.     "  I  S°  io  prepare  a  place  for  you."    P.  M. 
<%i  %3  John  xiv.  2.  Matt.  x.  22. 

1  AND  art  thou,  gracious  Master,  gone, 
A  mansion  to  prepare  for  me  ? 

Shall  I  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
And  there  for  ever  sit  with  thee  ? 

Then  let  the  world  approve  or  blame, 
I'll  triumph  in  thy  glorious  name. 

2  Should  I  to  gain  the  world's  applause, 
Or  to  escape  it's  harmless  frown, 

Refuse  to  countenance  thy  cause, 
And  make  thy  people's  lot  my  own ; 
What  shame  would  fill  me  in  that  day, 
When  thou  thy  glory  wilt  display ! 

3  And  what  is  man,  and  what  his  smile  ? 
The  terror  of  his  anger  what  ? 

Like  grass  he  flourishes  a  while, 

But  soon  his  place  shall  know  him  not. 
Through  fear  of  such  a  one  shah  I 
The  Lord  of  Heaven  and  earth  deny  ? 

4  No !  let  the  world  cast  out  my  name, 
And  vile  account  me  if  they  will : 

If  to  confess  the  Lord  be  shame, 
I  purpose  to  be  viler  still : 

For  thee,  my  God,  I  all  resign, 
Content  if  I  can  call  thee  mine 


AN  HYMNS.  AN 

5  What  transport  then  shall  fill  my  heart, 

When  thou  my  worthless  name  wilt  own ; 
Wlien  I  shall  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
And  know  as  I  myself  am  known  ! 
From  sin  and  fear  and  sorrow  free, 
My  soul  shall  find  its  rest  in  thee. 

/£t\}     But  ye  see  me.    John  xiv.  19.    L.  M. 

1  AN  absent  Lord  I  serve  and  love ; 
His  image  I  with  joy  survey ; 

He  reigns  a  King ;  He  reigns  above ; 
The  hosts  of  heav'n  confess  his  sway. 

2  How  blest  are  they  who  see  his  face. 
And  gaze  upon  his  glory  near ! 

Their  nature  pure,  and  heav'n  their  place. 
They  feel  no  want,  they  know  no  tear 

3  A  day,  I  hope,  will  come,  when  I, 
E'en  I,  though  now  so  base  and  vile, 

Shall  see  the  Saviour's  glory  nigh, 
And  prove  that  heav'n  is  in  his  smile. 

4  Till  then  I  would  his  image  trace. 
And  copy  what  1  deem  so  fair ; 

In  heav'n  I  hope  to  s<>o  his  face; 
His  people  will  be  like  him  there. 

5  But,  still  a  doubt  will  oft  arise, 
An  anxious  doubt,  if  one  like  me, 

Shall  ever  gain  so  rich  a  prize, 

Or  ever  with  the  Saviour  be. 
G  O  ihou,  whose  favour  I  prefer 

To  life  itself,  thy  Spirit  send; 


AN  HYMNS.  AN 

Be  mine  the  promised  Comforter ; 

Be  mine  his  presence  to  the  end. 
7  An  earnest  to  my  soul  be  giv'n, 

Of  joys  unspeakable  above  ; 
An  earnest  of  the  joys  of  heav'n, 

The  joys  of  everlasting  love. 

&  4      Filial  Submission.    Heb.  xii.  7.        C.  M. 

1  AND  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high, 
To  say,  «  My  Father,  God?" 

Lord !  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie. 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 
For  thou  art  good  and  wise ; 

Let  ev'ry  anxious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darksome  gloom, 
And  bid  me  wait  serene, 

Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

4  "  My  Father," — O  permit  my  heart 
To  plead  her  humble  claim, 

And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

**  O       The  Wonders  of  Redemption.    C.  M. 

I  AND  did  the  Holy  and  the  Just, 

The  Sov'reign  of  the  skies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust, 

That  guilty  worms  might  rise ! 


AN  HYMNS.  AN 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 
His  radiant  throne  on  high, 

(Surprising  mercy  !  love  unknown!) 
To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 

3  To  dwell  with  misery  below, 
The  Saviour  left  the  skies, 

And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  wo, 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

4  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 
And  suffer'd  in  his  stead ; 

For  man,  Oh  miracle  of  grace ! 
For  man  the  Saviour  bled ! 

5  O  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 
In  thine  atoning  blood  ! 

By  this  are  sinners  snatched  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

6  J       The  Tears  and  Death  of  Christ.    L.  M. 

1  AND  doth  the  Son  of  God  complain, 
K  Lo,  I  have  spent  my  strength  in  vain, 
And  stretch'd   my   hands   whole   days  and 

years 
To  those  who  slight  my  words  and  tears? 

2  Oh  stubborn  hearts,  that  could  withstand 
Such  efforts  from  a  Saviour's  hand  ! 

O  gracious  Saviour,  who  would'st  bleed, 
When  words  and  tears  could  not  succeed ! 

3  All -glorious  Lord,  march  forth  and  reign, 
And  reap  the  fruit  of  all  thy  pain ! 


AN  HYMNS.  AN 

And,  till  a  nobler  scene  appear, 
Begin  the  happy  conquest  here. 

O II  Restoration  to  Health.    L.  M, 

1  AND  live  I  yet  by  power  divine ! 
And  have  I  still  my  course  to  run  ? 
Again  brought  back,  in  its  declme, 
The  shadow  of  my  parting  sun ? 

2  Jesus  to  my  deliverance  flew, 
Where  sunk  in  mortal  pangs  I  lay : 
Pale  death  his  ancient  conqueror  knew, 
And  trembled,  and  ungrasped  his  prey ! 

3  God  of  my  life3  what  just  return 
Can  sinful  dust  and  ashes  give  ? 

I  only  live  my  sin  to  mourn, 
To  love  my  God  I  only  live ! 

4  Be  all  my  added  life  employed 
Thy  image  in  my  soul  to  see : 

Fill  with  Thyself  the  mighty  void ; 
Enlarge  my  heart  to  compass  Thee. 

5  Come  then,  my  hope,  my  life,  my  Lord. 
And  fix  in  me  Thy  lasting  home  ! 

Be  mindful  of  Thy  gracious  word ; 
Thou,  with  thy  premised  Father,  come ! 


Hope  reviving: 


31 

1  AND  shall  I  sit  alone, 

Oppress'd  with  grief  and  fear ; 

To  God  my  Father  make  my  moan, 
And  He  refuse  to  hear  ? 


AN  HYMNS.  AN 

2  If  He  my  Father  be, 
His  pity  he  will  show, 

From  cruel  bondage  set  me  free, 
And  inward  peace  bestow. 

3  If  still  He  silence  keep, 
;Tis  but  my  faith  to  try ; 

He  knows  and  feels  whene'er  I  weep. 
And  softens  eveiy  sigh. 

4  Then  will  I  humbly  wait, 
Nor  once  indulge  despair ; 

My  sins  are  great,  but  not  so  great 
As  his  compassions  are. 

*3  £">  Good  ladings  of  great  Joy  to  all 

0  A  People.  P.  M. 

1  ANGELS  !  from  the  realms  of  glorys 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth ; 

Ye,  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth : 

Come  and  worship 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King, 

2  Shepherds !  in  the  field  abiding, 
Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night; 

God  with  man  is  now  residing, 
Yonder  shines  the  infant-light : 

Come  and  worship) 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

3  Sages !  leave  your  contemplations ; 
Brighter  visions  beam  afar  : 

Seek  the  great  Desire  of  nations, 
Ye  have  seen  his  natal  star : 


AN  HYMNS.  AN 

Come  and  worship 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

4  Saints  !  before  the  altar  bending, 
Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 

Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 

In  his  temple  shall  appear : 
Come  and  worship 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

5  Sinners !  wrung  with  true  repentance, 
Doomed  for  guilt  to  endless  pains, 

Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, 
Mercy  calls  you — break  your  chains : 

Come  and  worship 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

O  O     Which  things  the  Am  els  desire  to  look  into. 

0  t>  1  Peter  i.  12. 

1  ANGELS  heard  with  admiration 
How  the  eternal  counsel  ran ; 

Wondered  at  the  great  salvation, 
Wondered  at  the  gracious  plan, 

Angels  wondered 
At  the  love  of  God  to  man. 

2  Angels,  with  profound  amazement, 
Saw  the  eternal  King  come  down  5 

In  the  time  of  his  abasement, 
Saw  the  Saviour  stand  alone ; 

Angels  saw  him 
Then  deserted  by  his  own. 

3  Angels  saw  the  Saviour  dying 
On  the  cross,  in  love  to  men  •, 

3 


AN  HYMNS.  AN 

Angels  saw  his  body  lying 
In  the  tomb,  among  the  slain : 

O  how  awful 
Sin  appeared  to  angels,  then ! 

4  Angels  saw  him  rise  victorious 
From  the  tomb  in  which  he  lay ; 

Never  sight  was  seen  more  glorious, 
Than  what  angels  saw  that  day, 

When  the  Saviour 
Rose,  and  death  resigned  his  prey. 

5  Hark  !  what  bursts  of  acclamation 
Through  th'  eternal  arches  ring  ; 

Angels  now  ascribe  salvation 
To  the  everlasting  King : 

Loud  their  praises, 
"  Glory  to  the  Lamb"  they  sing. 

6  Praise  the  Lamb,  ye  saints  adore  him. 
Ye  for  whom  he  shed  his  blood ; 

Bow  with  angels,  bow  before  him, 
Make  his  glory  known  abroad : 

Saints  and  angels, 
Join  to  praise  the  Lamb  of  God. 

O  M  And  he  answering  said,  Lord,  let  it  alone  this 

0  mT  year  also.    Luke  xiii.  8. 

1  ANOTHER  year  has  reached  a  close, 
And  though  mere  cumberers  of  the  land, 

Our  Saviour  deigns  to  interpose, 
And  we're  permitted  yet  to  stand. 

2  But  while  we  humbly  own  our  fault, 
And  praise  him  for  another  year. 


AR  HYMNS.  AR 

We've  need  to  tremble  at  the  thought, 
The  hand  of  justice  may  be  near. 

3  Long  has  the  Lord  been  seeking  fruit, 
But  ah !  how  little  has  he  seen ! 

Nor  blame  to  Him  can  we  impute, 
The  cause  with  us  alone  has  been. 

4  Lord,  we  acknowledge  all  our  shame, 
Our  privileges  have  been  great ; 

The  greater  they,  the  more  our  blame, 
That  we  have  done  so  little  yet. 

5  The  sweetest  truths  that  angels  know, 
It  is  our  privilege  to  hear ; 

And  yet  we  seem  to  come  and  go, 
As  if  the  whole  a  fable  were. 

6  Lord,  melt  our  hearts  to  mourn  the  past, 
And  let  us  henceforth  faithful  be ; 

And  if  this  year  should  be  our  last, 
O  may  our  souls  repose  with  thee  ! 

♦  J  3  Prayer  for  the  Jews.    Ps.  lxxxv.  1—6.  L.  M 

1  ARISE,  great  God  !  and  let  thy  grace 
Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Jacob's  race ; 
Restore  the  long-lost  scattered  band, 
And  call  them  to  their  native  land. 

2  Their  misery  let  thy  mercy  heal, 
Their  trespass  hide,  their  pardon  seal : 
O  God  of  Israel !  hear  our  prayer, 
And  grant  them  still  thy  love  to  share. 

3  How  long  shall  Jacob's  offspring  prove 
The  sad  suspension  of  thy  love? 


AS  HYMNS.  A8 

Say,  shall  thy  wrath  perpetual  burn  ? 
And  wilt  thou  ne'er,  appeased,  return? 

4  Thy  quickening  Spirit  now  import, 
And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart, 
While  Israel's  rescued  tribes  in  Thee 
Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 

0  O       Converted  Thief.    Luke  xxiii.  42.     C.  M. 

1  AS  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died, 

He  poured  salvation  on  a  wretch 
That  languished  at  his  side. 

2  His  crimes,  with  inward  grief  and  shame, 
The  penitent  confessed ; 

Then  turned  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  prayer  addressed : 

3  "  Jesus,  thou  son  and  heir  of  heaven  ! 
"  Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  C4od  ! 

"  I  see  thee  bathed  in  sweat  and  tears, 
"  And  weltering  in  thy  blood. 

4  ;£  Yet  quickly,  from  these  scenes  of  wo, 
"  In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise  ; 

"  Burst  through  the  gloomy  shades  of  death, 
"And  shine  above  the  skies. 

5  "  Amid  the  glories  of  that  world, 
"  Dear  Saviour,  think  on  me ; 

11  And  in  the  victories  of  thy  death, 
"  Let  me  a  sharer  be  !" 

6  His  prayer  the  dying  Jesus  hears, 
And  instantly  replies. 


AS  HYMNS.  AS 

c;  To-day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 
;*  With  me  in  paradise !" 

O  l+p  At  a  Sermon  for  the  Propagation  of  the 

0  4  Gospel.  L    M. 

1  ASSEMBLED  at  thy  greet  command, 
Before  thy  face,  Dread  King!  we  stand  ; 
The  voire  that  marshalled  every  star 
Has  called  thy  people  from  afar. 

2  We  meet,  through  listant  lands  to  spread 
The  truth  for  which  ihe  martyrs  bled; 
-Along  the  Line — to  either  pole — 

The  thunder  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

3  Our  prayers  assist — accept  our  praise— 
Our  hopes  revive — our  courage  raise — 
Our  counsels  aid — to  each  impart 

The  single  eye,  the  faithful  heart ! 

4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come, 
Recall  the  wandering  spirits  home : 
From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 

0  O  Evil  Heart.  Jer.  xvii.  9.  Mark  vii.  20.      S.  M. 

1  ASTONISHED  and  distressed, 
I  turn  my  eyes  within  ; 

My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  oppressed, 
The  seat  of  every  sin. 

2  What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 
What  vile  affections  there ! 

Distrust,  presumption,  artful  guile, 
Pride,  enw.  slavish  fear 
3* 


AS  HYMNS.  AS 

3  Almighty  King  of  saints ! 
These  tyrant-lusts  subdue ; 

Expel  the  darkness  of  my  mind. 
And  all  my  powers  renew. 

4  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 
Shall  loud  hosannas  raise ; 

My  soul  shall  glow  With  gratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praise. 

QA        Heaven  the  Christian's  Home.  L.  M. 

*J>  *3  Heb.  xi.  13— 1G. 

1  AS  when  the  weary  traveller  gams 

The  height  of  some  commanding  hill. 
His  eye  quick-glancing  o'er  the  plains, 

Descries  his  home,  though  distant  still : 
While  he  surveys  the  much  loved  ^  or, 

He  slights  the  space  that  lies  between  : 
His  past  fatigues  are  now  forgot, 

For  home  endears  the  onward  scene. 

2  So  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views 
By  faith  his  mansion  In  the  skies, 

The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

That  heavenly  home  his  spirit  cheers, 
No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past, 

Nor  any  future  trial  fears, 
So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 

3  Saviour  !  though  rugged  be  our  way, 

Conduct  us  safe  to  thine  abode  ; 
Our  rest  in  Thee  will  far  o'erpay 
Our  utmost  toil  upon  the  road : 


AT  MNS.  AW 

There  shall  thy  faithful  followers  dwell. 

.Beholding  1  hoe  in  realms  of  day ; 
There  shall  we  bid  our  cares  farewell, 

And  Thou  shall  wipe  our  tears  away. 

ji~  \9       A  Propitious  Gale  longed  for.    L.  M. 

1  AT  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
Toiling  I  cry,  "  Sweet  Spirit,  come  ! 
c;  Celestial  breeze,  no  longer  stay, 

"  But  swell  my  sails,  and  speed  my  way  ! 

2  "  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  wrould  I  glow. 
"  And  loose  my  cable  from  below ; 

"  But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail ; 
';  Thou,  thou  must  breathe  th5  auspicious 
gale  P 

4-1       Birth  of  Christ.    Luke  ii.  11— 14.         L.  M. 

1  AWAKE,  arise,  and  hail  the  morn, 
For  unto  us  a  Saviour's  bom ; 

See,  how  the  angels  wing  their  way, 
To  usher  in  the  glorious  day. 

2  Hark !  what  sweet  music,  what  a  song, 
Sounds  from  the  bright  celestial  throng ! 
Sweet  song — whose  melting  sounds  imoart 
Joy  to  each  raptured  listening  heart. 

3  Come,  join  the  angels  in  the  sky, 

"  Gloiy  to  Gcd,  who  reigns  on  high :" 
Let  peace  and  love  on  earth  abound, 
-While  time  revolves  and  vears  roll  round. 


\V\  HYY  AW 


Morning  Hymn.  L.  M, 


42 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 

Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joj  fill 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Thy  precious  time  misspent,  redeem?} 
Each  present  day  thy  last  esteem  ; 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care : 

For  the  Great  Day  thyself  prepare. 

3  In  conversation  be  sincere, 

Keep  conscience  is  the  noon-tide  clear; 
T   ink  1  low  th'  A 1  '-see ing  God  thy  w 
A    1  all- thy  secret  thoughts,  surveys. 

ce,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart; 
A  id  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
W  io  all  nighl  long  unwearied 
High  praise  to  the  Eternal  King, 

5  kwake,  awake,  ye  heavenly  choir: 
May  your  devotion  me  inspire. 
That  I,  like  yon,  my  age  may  spend. 
Like  you,  may  on  my  God  attend. 

6  May  T,  like  you,  in  God  delight, 
Have  all  day  long  my  God  insighl  ; 
F  rtbrm  like  you,  my  Maker's  will — 
O  may  1  never  more  do  ill ! 

7  Lord,  1  my  vows  to  Thee  renew; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will 
\\A  with  Thyself  my  spirit  fill 


AW  HYMNS.  AW 

8  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  Thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

9  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  Him  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

4rO     Race.    1  Cor.  ix.  24.  Phil.  iii.  12—14.    C.  M. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigour  on ; 

A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod 
And  onward  urge  thy  way 

3  'Tis  God's  all  animating  voice, 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 

5 Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize, 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  Bless' d  Saviour !  introduced  by  thee, 
Have  I  my  race  begun  ; 

And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  honours  down. 

/•  /■  Wisdom  and  Knowledge  of  God.     L.    M. 

TT^±-  Job  xii.  13. 

1  AWAKE,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring 
To  him  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing ; 


AW  HYMNS.  AW 

Praise  him,  who  is  all  praise  above, 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  oflove. 

2  How  vast  his  knowledge  !  how  profound  ! 
A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned  ! 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 

He  gives  to  all  these  heavenly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold  ! 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold  ; 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine. 

To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

4  But  in  redemption,  O  what  grace  ! 
To  save  the  sons  of  Adam's  race  ; 
Here  wisdom  shines  for  ever  bright ; 
Praise  him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 

JT«3     A  door  of  Hope  opened.    Hos.  ii.  15.    CM. 

1  AWAKE,  our  souls,  and  bless  his  name. 
Whose  mercies  never  fail ; 

Who  opens  wide  a  door  of  hope 
In  Achor's  gloomy  vale. 

2  Behold  the  portal  wide  displayed, 
The  building's  strong  and  (air; 

Within  are  pastures  fresh  and  green, 
And  living  streams  are  there. 

3  Enter,  my  sonl,  with  cheerful  haste, 
For  Jesus  is  the  door ; 

JVor  fear  the  serpent's  wily  arts, 
Nor  fear  the  lion's  roar. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  the  nations  lead, 
And  jews  and  Gentiles  come, 


BE  HYMNS.  Bfi 

All  travelling  through  one  beauteous  gate 
To  one  eternal  home. 


B. 

/•  £*  Nativity  of  Christ.    S.  M. 

~±\y  Luke  ii.  11. 

1  BEGIN  a  joyful  song, 
To  hail  this  happy  morn  : 

Glad  tidings  from  an  angel's  tongue, 
"  This  day  is  Jesus  born !" 

2  What  comforts  doth  his  Name 
To  sinful  men  afford ! 

His  glorious  titles  we  proclaim — 
"  A  Saviour— Christ— the  Lord P 

3  Now  wrapped  in  swaddling-bands. 
Behold  the  Eternal  Son ! 

A  stable  for  his  palace  stands, 
A  manger  for  his  throne ! 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
All  hail  the  happy  morn  ! 

Come,  join  the  anthems  of  the  sky — 
"  This  day  is  Jesus  born  !" 

/%  mr       Truth.  Lord— yet  the  Dogs,  &c.     L.  M. 
Ht  4  Matt.  xv.  27. 

1  BEHOLD  a  sinner,  dearest  Lord, 
Encouraged  by  thy  gracious  word, 
Would  venture  near  to  seek  that  bread. 
By  which  thy  children  here  are  fed. 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

2  Do  not  the  humble  suit  deny, 
Of  such  a  guilty  wretch  as  I ; 

But  let  me  feed  on  crumbs,  though  small, 
Which  from  thy  bounteous  table  fall. 

3  I  nm  a  sinner,  Lord,  I  own, 
By  sin  and  guilt  I  am  undone ; — 
Yet  will  I  wait,  and  plead,  and  pray, 
Since  none  are  empty  sent  away. 

Tl  CJ    "  Conquering  and  to  Conquer."     P.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  how  the  Lord 
Has  girt  on  his  sword, 

And  from  conquest  to  conquest  proceeds ! 

How  happy  are  they 

Who  live  in  this  day, 
And  witness  His  wonderful  deeds \ 

2  He  sends  His  word  forth, 
From  the  south  to  the  north  ; 

From  the  east  to  the  west  it  is  heard : 

The  rebel  is  charmed, 

The  foe  is  disarmed ; 
No  day  like  this  day  has  appeared . 

3  To  Jesus  alone, 

Who  sits  on  the  throne, 
Salvation  and  glory  belong : 

All  hail  the  blest  Name, 

For  ever  the  same, 
Our  boast,  and  the  theme  of  our  song ! 


M  HYMNS.  BE 

A  f\    Promises  of  Jehovah  to  the  Messiah.    C.  M. 
^f- £F  Isa.  xlii.  1—13. 

1  BEHOLD  my  Servant !  see  Him  rise 
Exalted  in  my  might ! 

Him  have  I  chosen,  and  in  Him 
I  place  supreme  delight. 

2  On  Him,  in  rich  effusion  poured, 
My  Spirit  shall  descend ; 

My  truths  and  judgments  He  shall  show 
To  earth's  remotest  end. 

3  Gentle  and  still  shall  be  his  voice, 
No  threats  from  Him  proceed ; 

The  smoking  flax  He  shall  not  quench. 
Nor  break  the  bruised  reed. 

4  The  feeble  spark  to  flames  He'll  raise, 
The  weak  will  not  despise  ; 

Judgment  shall  He  bring  forth  to  truth, 
And  make  the  fallen  rise. 

5  The  progress  of  His  zeal  and  power 
Shall  never  know  decline, 

Till  foreign  lands,  and  distant  isles, 
Receive  the  law  divine. 

EC  £\       Signs  of  the  approaching  Victory  of  tht 
!)U  Gospel    L.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  expected  time  draw  near, 
The  shades  disperse,  the  dawn  appear  ! 
Behold  the  wilderness  assume 

The  beauteous  tints  of  Eden's  bloom ! 

2  Events  with  prophecies  conspire 
To  raise  our  faith,  our  zeal  to  fire : 

4 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

The  ripening  fields,  already  white, 
Present  a  harvest  to  the  sight. 

3  The  untaught  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow ; 

The  exile  captive,  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give, 

4  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  the  blest  labour  share  a  part ; 

Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

5  Let  us  improve  the  heavenly  gale, 
Spread  to  each  breeze  our  hoisted  sail ; 
Till  north  and  south,  and  east  and  west, 
Shall  with  the  gospel's  light  be  blest. 

6  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 
That  we  have  seen  these  latter-days ; 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known, 
Where  Satan  long  has  held  his  throne. 

7  Where'er  his  hand  has  spread  the  skies. 
Sweet  incense  to  his  Name  shall  rise ; 
And  slave  and  freeman,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  be  formed  anew. 

Ol       "  Behold  the  man  I"    John  xix.  5.    L.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  Man!  how  glorious  He  ! 
Before  his  foes  he  stands  unawed  ; 

And  without  wrong  or  blasphemy, 
He  claims  equality  with  God. 

2  Behold  the  man !  by  all  condemn'd,     * 


Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes 


by 
off 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

His  person  and  his  claims  contemned, 
A  man  of  sufferings  and  of  woes. 

3  Behold  the  man  !  He  stands  alone. 
His  foes  are  ready  to  devour ; 

Not  one  of  all  his  friends  will  own 
Their  Master  in  this  trying  hour. 

4  Behold  the  man  !  He  knew  no  sin. 
Yet  justice  smites  him  with  her  sword : 
He  bears  the  stroke  that  else  had  been 
The  sinner's  portion  from  the  Lord. 

5  Behold  the  man !  so  weak  he  seems, 
His  awful  word  inspires  no  fear; 

But  soon  must  he,  who  now  blasphemes, 
Before  his  judgment-seat  appear. 

6  Behold  the  man !  though  scorned  below, 
He  bears  the  greatest  name  above ; 

The  angels  at  his  loot  stool  bow, 
And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 

5£>         TJie  Glory  of  the  Latter-Day.    C.  M. 
-**  •  Mic.  iv.  1—5. 

1  BEHOLD  !  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 
In  latter  days  shall  rise 

Above  the  mountains  and  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 
All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow : 

"  Up  to  the  Hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"  And  to  his  House,  we'll  go." 

3  The  beam  that  shines  on  Zion's  hill 
Shall  lighten  every  land: 


fill  HYMNS.  BE 

The  King  who  reigns  in  Z ion's  towers. 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  strife  shall  vex  Messiah's  reign, 
Or  mar  the  peaceful  years ; 

To  ploughshares  men  shall  heat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

5  Come  then,  oh  !  come  from  every  land, 
To  worship  at  his  shrine  ; 

And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 

DO       Support  in  Death.    Psalm  xxiii.  4.      S.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  gloomy  vale, 
Which  thou,  my  soul,  must  tread, 

Beset  with  terrors  fierce  and  pale, 
That  leads  thee  to  the  dead. 

2  Ye  pleasing  scenes,  adieu, 
Which  I  so  long  have  known ; 

My  friends,  a  lo  :g  farewell  to  you, — 

For  I  must  pass  alone. 
II  And  thou,  beloved  clay, 

Long  partner  of  my  cares, 
In  this  rough  path  art  torn  away 

With  agony  and  tears. 
1    But  see,  a  ray  of  light, 

With  splendour  all  divine, 
Breaks  thro'  these  doleful  realms  of  night. 

And  makes  its  horrors  shine. 
)  Where  death  and  darkness  reigns, 

Jehovah  is  mv  stay ; 


BB  HYMNS.  BE 

His  rod  my  trembling  feet  sustains, 

His  staff  defends  my  way. 
6  Dear  Shepherd,  lead  me  on, 

My  soul  disdains  to  fear ; 
Death's  gloomy  phantoms  all  are  flown. 

Now  liie's  great  Lord  is  near. 

0  ~4~        Jesus,  a  Guest.     Rev.  iii.  20.     L.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  Saviour  at  thy  door, 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before : 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still, 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  O  lovely  attitude  ! — he  stands 

With  melting  heart,  and  out-stretched  hands  1 

0  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shews 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foas. 

3  Admit  him  ; — for  the  human  breast. 
Ne'er  entertained  so  kind  a  guest ; 
Admit  him  ; — or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
When  at  his  door  denied  you'll  stand. 

4  "  Open  my  heart,  Lord,  enter  in, 
Slay  every  foe,  and  conquer  sin  : 

1  now  to  thee  my  all  resign, 

My  body,  soul,  shall  all  be  thine." 

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1  BEHOLD,  the  sun  adorns  the  sky, 
And  darts  his  cheering  rays  on  high ! 
From  east  to  west  in  glorious  march. 
He  gilds  the  wide  expansive  arch. 
4* 


Morning  Hymn.     Psalm  xix.         L.  M. 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

2  The  warbling  larks,  in  triumph  mount, 
And  all  the  scenes  of  morn  recount ; 
While  sounding  groves  and  valleys  ring, 
With  praise,  to  heaven's  eternal  King. 

3  Begin,  my  soul  the  morning  song ; 
Let  thankfulness  inspire  thy  tongue  ; 
The  kindness  of  thy  God  proclaim, 
And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  name. 

4  Sing  how  his  hand  thy  life  defends, 
And  for  thy  guard  his  angel  sends : 
In  grateful  praise  his  name  adore, 
When  fleeting  days  shall  he  no  more. 

5  Yes,  O  my  God !  thy  glorious  name, 
My  soul  shall  through  the  day  proclaim ; 
Pll  bear  thy  kindness  on  my  heart, 
While  every  power  performs  its  part. 

£T  £*     The  rich  Provision  and  blessed  Effects  of  the 
JU    Gospel.     P.M.     Is.  xxy.  6— 9.     P.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  our  God,  he  owns  his  Name  ! 
Jehovah  all  our  songs  proclaim, 

With  shouts  of  wonder  and  of  joy  : 
Long  have  we  waited  for  his  grace, 
No  longer  now  his  love  delays 

For  Zion  his  own  arm  t'  employ. 

2  We  charge  our  souls  the  joy  to  feel : 
We  charge  our  tongues  his  praise  to  tell: 

Th'  Almighty  Saviour!  This  is  He  f 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

He  pours  his  streams  of  grace  abroad, 
Till  all  the  earth  confess  the  God, 
And  lands  remote  his  glory  see. 

3  Dainties  how  rich  his  stores  afford  ! 
How  pure  the  wine  that  crowns  his  board, 

While  welcome  nations  flock  around  ! 
He  takes  the  veil  of  grief  away ; 
Through  thickest  shades  he  darts  the  day, 

And  not  one  weeping  eye  is  found. 

4  All-conquering  Death,  no  longer  boast 
O'er  millions  humbled  in  the  dust ; 

Our  God  with  scorn  thy  triumph  sees  ; 
Soon  as  he  aims  one  shaft  at  thee, 
Swallowed  and  lost  in  victory, 

Thine  empire  and  thy  name  shall  cease. 


Christ  our  Example.    C.  M. 


57 

1  BEHOLD  where,  in  a  mortal  form. 
Appears  each  grace  divine  ! 

The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light. 
To  give  the  mourner  joy, 

To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 
A  friend  and  servant  found, 

He  washed  their  feet,  he  wiped  their  tears, 
And  healed  each  bleeding  wound. 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

4  Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn. 
Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 

His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  : 
He  laboured  for  their  good. 

5  To  God  he  left  ins  righteous  cause. 
And  still  his  task  pursued  ; 

While  humble  prayer  and  holy  faith 
His  tainting  strength  renewed. 

6  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 
Before  his  Father's  throne, 

With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  !" 

7  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide, 
His  image  may  we  bear  ! 

Oh  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 

0  O  Psalm  lxvii.  L.  M. 

1  BE  merciful,  O  God  of  grace, 
To  us  thy  people.     Let  thy  face 
Beam  on  us,  that  thy  church  may  shine 
In  this  dark  world,  with  light  divine. 

2  That  light  divine,  Oh,  let  it  spread. 
Till  all  the  darkness  shall  have  fled; 
And  the  false  crescent's  waning  ray 
Be  lost  in  the  full  noon  of  day. 

3  Reveal,  O  Lord,  thy  saving  plan 
To  all  the  families  of  man: 

Let  distant  nations  hear  thy  word  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  praise  the  Lord. 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

4  Let  them  with  joy  thy  praises  sing, 
Earth's  righteous  Judge  and  sovereign  King : 
Illumined  by  thy  holy  word, 

Let  all  the  nations  praise  the  Lord. 

5  Then  shall  this  barren  world  assume 
New  beauty,  and  the  desert  bloom : 
Our  God  shall  richly  bless  us  then, 
And  all  men  fear  his  name.     Amen ! 

fT  Ck  Tlie  Pool  of  Bethesda. 

«J  %3  John  v.  2—4. 

1  BESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 
Appointed  for  the  poor  ; 

From  year  to  year,  my  helpless  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 
The  healing  waters  move  ; 

And  others  round  me,  stepping  in. 
Their  efficacy  prove. 

3  But  my  complaints  remain, 
I  feel  the  very  same  ; 

As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
As  when  at  first  I  came. 

4  O  would  the  Lord  appear, 
My  malady  to  heal ; 

He  knows  how  long  I've  languished  here, 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

5  How  often  have  I  thought, 
Why  should  I  longer  lie  ? 

Surely  the  mercy  I  have  sought 
Js  not  for  such  as  I. 


BL  HYMNS.  BL 

6  But  whiiner  can  I  go  ?  • 
There  is  no  other  pool 

Where  streams  of  sovereign  virtue  flow 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

7  Here,  then,  from  day  to  day, 
I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  try, 

Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  die  ? 

8  No :  he  is  full  of  grace  ; 
He  never  will  permit 

A  soul,  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 

OlJ  For  a  Ne ic  Year.     7's. 

1  BLESS,  O  Lord,  each  opening  year 
To  the  souls  assembling  here : 
Clothe  thy  Word  with  power  divine, 
Make  us  willing  (o  be  thine. 

2  Where  Thou  hast  thy  work  begun. 
Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run  ; 
Scatter  darkness,  doubts,  and  fears, 
Wipe  away  the  mourners'  tears. 

3  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young : 
Call  forth  praise  from  every  tongue  : 
Let  our  whole  assembly  prove 

All  thy  power  and  all  thy  love  ! 

%y  M.  Prayer  to  the  Comforter,     fl    M 

1  BLEST  Comforter  Divine! 

Let  rays  of  heavenly  love 


BL  HYMNS.  BL 

Amidst  our  gloom  and  darkness  shine, 
And  guide  our  souls  above. 

2  Draw,  with  thy  "  still  small  voice," 
Us  from  each  sinful  way  ; 

And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice, 
Though  earthly  joys  decay. 

3  By  thine  inspiring  breath 
Make  every  cloud  of  care, 

And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

4  Oh  fill  Thou  every  heart 
With  love  to  all  our  race ! 

Great  Comforter  !  to  us  impart 
These  blessings  of  thy  grace^ 


Christian  Union  :  a  Hymn  at  parting.  C.  M, 


62 

1  BLEST  be  the  dear,  uniting  love, 
That  will  not  let  us  part ; 

Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  Spirit  to  our  Head, 
Where  he  appoints  we  go  ; 

And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him ! 
And  nothing  know  beside, 

Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem. 
But  Jesus  crucified ! 


BL  HYMNS. 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 
To  his  beloved  embrace ; 

Expect  his  fullness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 
The  same  in  mind  and  heart, 

Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place. 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  can  part ! 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 
Which  shall  our  flesh  restore, 

When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  Christians  part  no  more  ! 


Christian  Love.    C.  M. 


63 

1  BLEST  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 

To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Is  never  raised  in  vain — 

2  Whose    breast    expands    with    generous 

warmth, 
A  brother's  woes  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 
To  every  child  of  grief : 

His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings,  unasked,  relief. 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love 
His  feet  are  never  slow  : 


BL  HYMNS.  BL 

He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

5  Mercy  through  Christ  himself  hath  found. 
Free  mercy  from  above  ; 

That  mercy  moves  him  to  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

6\  Faith  of  the  Ancients.    L.  M. 

±-  Heb.  xi.  33,  34. 

1  BLEST  is  the  memory  of  the  just ! 
And  sweet  their  slumber's  in  the  dust ; 
Though  lost,  long  lost  to  mortal  eye, 
Their  glorious  fame  shall  never  die. 

2  In  life's  fair  book  the  Patriarchs  live, 
Prophets  and  saints  instruction  give  ; 
Though  dead,  they  speak  the  truth  divine. 
And  in  example  brightly  shine. 

3  By  faith  what  wonders  have  they  done, 
Tiiey  sufferings  bore,  t  iey  victories  won  ; 
By  faith,  they  promises  obtained, 

And  kingdoms  to  its  empire  gained. 

4  By  faith  they  closed  the  lion's  jaw, 
And  harmless  made  his  dreadful  paw ; 
Quenched  fiercest  flames,  escaped  the  sword; 
And  to  new  life  the  dead  restored, 

|  5  My  soul,  these  ancient  heroes  view, 
Their  faith,  their  love,  their  zeal  pursue ; 
Warmed  by  each  word  and  glorious  deed- 
In  the  same  blessed  path  proceed. 

6  O  may  I  in  their  triumphs  share 
And  in  my  Saviour's  robes  appear  ; 


BL  HYMNS.  BL 

And  give  my  Captain  great  renown. 
Who  gives  me  an  immortal  crown. 

0  «3  Christ  the  Great  Physician.     B.  BE 

1  BLEST  Jesus,  all  divine  ! 
We  hail  thy  sacred  Name ; 

And,  with  triumphant  voices,  join 
To  celebrate  thy  lame. 

2  Lord,  thine  almighty  breath 
Sets  Satan's  prisoners  free  : 

Demons,  diseases,  pains,  and  death, 
Far  from  thy  presence  flee. 

3  Oh  let  us  feel  thy  power 
To  heal  the  plague  within  : 

Thy  cleansing  grace  alone  can  cure 
The  leprosy  of  sin. 

£*£*  Day  of  Pentecost.     L.  M. 

OD  Acts  ii. 

1  BLEST  season,  when  our  risen  Lord! 
Fulfilled  his  own  prophetic  word  ; 

Sent  down  His  Spirit,  to  inspire 
His  saints,  baptized  with  holy  fire. 

2  While  by   His  power  these  signs  were' 

wrought, 
And  divers  tongues  His  wisdom  taught, 
His  love  one  only  subject  gave — 

That  Jesus  died  the  world  to  save  ! 

3  Sure  peace  with  God  ! — the  joyful  sound 
Pours  wide  its  sacred  influence  round: 


BL  HYMNS.  BL 

Relenting  foes  the  grace  receive, 
And  humbled  myriads  hear  and  live  I 


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Sunday  School.     C.  M. 


1  BLEST  is  the  man,  whose  heart  expands^ 
At  melting  pity's  call, 

And  the  rich  blessings  of  whose  hands 
Like  heavenly  manna  fall. 

2  Mercy,  descending  from  above, 
In  softest  accents  pleads  ; 

O  may  each  tender  bosom  move, 
When  mercy  intercedes ! 

3  Be  ours  the  bliss,  in  wisdom's  way 
To  guide  untutor'd  youth, 

And  lead  the  mind  that  went  astray, 
To  virtue  and  to  truth. 

4  Children  our  kind  protection  claim, 
And  God  will  well  approve, 

When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name, 
And  their  creator  love. 

5  Delightful  work  !  young  souls  to  win, 
And  turn  the  rising  race 

From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  redeeming  grace. 

6  Almighty  God  !  thy  influence  shed 
To  aid  this  good  design ; 

The  honours  of  thy  name  be  spreadj 
And  all  the  glor'v  thine. 


BR  HYMNS.  BL 

%y  O  To  the  Holy  Spirit.     L.  M. 

1  BREATHE,  Holy  Spirit !  from  above, 
Until  our  hearts  with  fervour  glow ; 

Oh  kindle  there  a  Saviour's  love, 
True  sympathy  with  human  wo. 

2  Bid  our  conflicting  passions  cease, 
And  terror  from  each  conscience  flee  ; 
Oh  speak  to  every  bosom  peace, 
Unknown  to  all  who  know  not  Thee. 

3  Give  us  to  taste  of  heavenly  joy, 
While  here  we  celebrate  thy  praise ; 
Guide  us  to  wealth  without  alloy, 
Our  hopes  to  cloudless  glory  raise. 

4  Extend  thy  power  to  every  place 
Where  Christ  is  named,  but  not  adored ; 
And  lead  each  fallen  Church,  through  grace, 
Once  more  to  seek  and  serve  its  Lord. 

5  Pour  forth  t.hv  light  o'er  heathen  lands, 
Which  under  Satan's  thraldom  groan  ; 
Turn  them  from  idols  made  with  hands, 
To  bow  before  Immanuel's  throne. 

{*  Cfc  ?n  tfinl  &ay  fh?re  shall  be.  n  fountain  opened  for 
\y  +9  sin  and  for  uncfeanness,  vie.  Zech.  xiii.  1.  P.M. 

1  BLESSED  fountain,  full  of  grace! 
Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me  ; 

To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  1  am,  and  hope  to  be. 

2  What  T  am,  as  one  re  leemed, 
.Saved  and  rescued  bv  the  Lord  ; 


BL  HYMNS.  BL 

Hating  what  I  once  esteemed, 
Loving  what  I  once  abhorred. 

3  What  I  hope  to  be,  ere  long, 
When  I  take  my  place  above  ; 

When  I  join  the  heavenly  throng  ; 
When  I  see  the  God  of  love. 

4  Then,  I  hope  like  him  to  be, 
Who  redeemed  his  saints  from  sin, 

Whom  I  now  obscurely  see, 

Through  a  veil  that  stands  between. 

5  When  I  see  him  as  he  is, 
No  corruption  can  remain ; 

Such  their  portion  who  are  his, 
Such  the  happy  state  they  gain. 

6  Blessed  fountain  full  of  grace ! 
Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me ; 

To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  I  am,  and  hope  to  be. 

W  f\  Lord,  lift  thou  up  the  light  of  thy  countenance 
4  \3  upon  us.     Psalm  iv.  6.     L.  M. 

1  BLEST  intercourse!  when  Christians  meet, 
And  speak  of  Him  who  died  for  them ; 

They  sit  at  the  Redeemer's  feet, 
And  care  not  if  the  world  condemn. 

2  The  world  knows  nothing  of  the  ioys 
That  Christian  fellowship  supplies; 

Enamoured  of  their  glittering  toys, 
Our  hope  seems  nothing  in  their  eyes. 

3  But  we  can  witness  what  we  know, 
And  speak  aloud,  nor  care  who  hears : 

5* 


BR  HYMNS.  BR 

Our  joys  from  heavenly  sources  flow, 
And  would  be  ill  exchanged  for  theirs. 

4  One  day  in  wisdom's  sacred  ways 
Is  better  than  a  thousand,  spent 

As  thoughtless  worldlings  spend  their  days, 
From  pleasure  far,  and  sweet  content. 

5  We  envy  not  the  great  and  wise  ; 

We  count  ourselves  more  blest  than  they  ; 
We're  taught  their  honours  to  despise, 
And  from  their  joys  to  turn  away. 

6  'Twill  soon  appear  who  serve  the  Lord, 
And,  who  are  they  who  serve  him  not ; 

Then  let  us  hold  his  faithful  word, 
And  ours  shall  be  a  glorious  lot. 

7"g        He  hath  filled  the  hungry  uith  good  things. 
I  Luke  i.  53.     P.  M. 

1  BRETHREN,  come,  our  Saviour  bids  us, 
Bids  us  to  a  feast  of  love ; 

Bless  the  Lord,  whose  bounty  feeds  us 

With  provision  from  above  ; 
Ye,  for  whom  his  life  was  given, 
Come,  and  eat  the  bread  of  heaven. 

2  Let  us  think  of  Him  who  bought  us, 
'Tis  the  Saviour's  own  command  ; 

When  we  wandered,  Jesus  sought  us, 

Now  he  leads  us  by  the  Land ; 
Now  he  gives  us  hope,  and  says, 
We  shall  sing  his  endless  praise. 

3  O  how  much  his  people  owe  him! 
0  what  love  our  Lord  has  shown  ! 


BR  HYMNS.  BR 

Well  may  we  surrender  to  him 

All  that  once  we  called  our  own : 
Lord,  we  give  ourselves  to  thee, 
Thou  our  Guide,  our  Master  be. 

7^%  Endeavouring  to  keep  the  unity  of  the  spirit 
&        in  the  bond  of  peace.     Eph.  iv.  3.    P.  M. 

1  BRETHREN,  let  us  walk  together 
In  the  bonds  of  love  and  peace  ; 

Can  it  be  a  question,  whether 
-  Brethren  should  from  conflict  cease ; 
JTis  in  union 
Hope  and  joy  and  love  increase. 

2  While  we  journey  homeward,  let  us 
Help  each  other  in  the  road ; 

Foes  on  every  side  beset  us, 

Snares  through  all  the  way  are  strewed  ; 

It  behoves  us 
Each  to  bear  a  brother's  load. 

3  When  we  think  how  much  our  Father 
Has  forgiven,  and  does  forgive, 

Brethren,  we  should  learn  the  rather, 
Free  from  wrath,  and  strife  to  live, 

Far  removing 
All  that  might  offend  or  grieve. 

4  Then  let  each  esteem  his  brother 
Better  than  himself  to  be, 

And  let  each  prefer  another, 
Full  of  love,  from  envy  tree. 

Happy  are  we 
When  in  this  we  all  agree. 


BR  HYMNS.  BR 

5  Soon  our  Father  will  receive  us, 

As  we  hope,  to  dwell  above, 
Nothing  then  shall  harm  or  grieve  us, 

We  shall  all  his  goodness  prove, 
Wrath  and  discord 

Ending  in  eternal  love. 

4  *S  Praise  to  Christ.     7  &  8's. 

1  BRIGHTNESS  of  the  Father's  glory! 
Shall  thy  praise  unuttered  lie  ? 

Dread  each  tongue  such  guitty  silence, 
Praise  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 

2  Hosis  of  angels  sang  thy  coming. 
Watchful  shepherds  Learnt  their  (aysj 

Shame  would  cover  us,  ungrateful, 
Should  our  tongues  refuse  their  praise. 

3  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 
To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo, 

All  to  ransom  guilty  captives  ! — 
Flow  our  praise,  for  ever  flow! 

4  Re-ascend,  Immortal  Saviour ! 
Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne ; 

Yet  return,  and  reign  forever, 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own  ! 

4    mT     After  a  Sermon  for  the  Sick  Poor.    C.  M. 

1  BRIGHT  Source  of  Everlasting  love! 

To  Thee  our  souls  we  raise  : 
And  to  thy  sovereign  bounty  rear 

A  monument  of  praise. 


BR  HYMNS.  BR 

2  Thy  mercy  gilds  the  paths  of  life, 
With  every  cheering  ray ; 

And  still  restrains  the  rising  tear, 
Or  wipes  that  tear  away. 

3  When  sunk  in  guilt,  our  souls  approached 
The  borders  of  despair ; 

Thy  grace,  through  Jesus'  blood,  proclaimed 
A  tree  salvation  near. 

4  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord ! 
For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 

Alas !  the  goodness  worms  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  Thee. 

5  To  tents  of  wo,  to  beds  of  pain, 
We  cheerfully  repair ; 

And,  with  the  gift  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  mourner's  care. 

6  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy, 
The  orphan  shall  be  glad ; 

And  hungering  souls  we'll  gladly  point 
To  Christ,  the  Living  Bread. 

7  Thus  passing  through  the  vale  of  tears, 
Our  useful  light  shall  shine  5 

And  others  learn  to  glorify 
Our  Father's  Name  divine. 

•    i>  Epiphany.     11  &  10's. 

1  BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine 
aid : 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  Infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  a  re  shi « i  i  ng, 

Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall : 
Angels  adore  Him  in  slumber  reclining, — 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  Him,  in  costly  devotion. 
Odours  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine, 

Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the 
ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the 
mine? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 
Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favour  secure; 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 

ing, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine 
aid  ; 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  Infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


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Matt.  vi.  25.     L.   M. 


1  BE  still,  my  heart  !  these  anxious  c 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  Bnares; 

They  cast,  dishonour  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 


BE  HYMNS.  BE 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear  % 
How  canst  thou  want,  if  he  provide ; 
Or  lose  thy  wTay,  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  When  first  before  his  Mercy-seat 
Thou  didst  to  him  thy  all  commit, 

He  gave  thee  warrant,  from  that  hour, 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  pow'r. 

4  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befal, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  past, 
That  tliou  shalt  overcome  at  last  ? 

5  He  who  has  help'd  thee  hitherto, 
Will  help  thee  all  thy  journey  through; 
And  give  thee  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  Ebenezers  to  his  praise. 

6  Then  raise  thy  heart,  and  trust  the  Lord ; 
Receive  the  promise  of  his  word  : 
Though  rough  and  thorny  be  thy  road, 

It  leads  thee  safely  home  to  God. 

4    4  Encouragement  to  Prayer.'  P.  M, 

1  BEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace  ! 
The  promise  calls  me  near ; 

There  Jesus  shows  a  gracious  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  That  rich  atoning  blood, 
Which  sprinkled  round  I  see, 

Provides  for  those  who  come  to  God, 
An  ail-prevailing  plea, 


BY  HYMNS.  BY 

3  My  soul,  ask  what  thou  wilt, 
Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold, 

Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt. 
What  else  can  he  withhold  ? 

4  Beyond  thy  utmost  wants 
His  love  and  power  can  bless : 

To  those  who  ask  he  always  grants 
More  than  they  can  express. 

5  Since  'tis  the  Lord's  command, 
My  mouth  I  open  wide : 

Lord,  open  thou  thy  bounteous  hand. 
That  I  may  be  supplied. 

6  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 
Thy  presence  and  thy  love ; 

I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 

7  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith, 
Conform  my  will  to  thine, 

Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

8  If  thou  these  blessings  give, 
And  wilt  my  portion  be, 

Cheerful  the  world's  poor  toys  I  leave 
To  them  who  known  not  thee. 

ty  W  By  whom  shall  Jacob  arise  ? 

4  O  Amos  vii.  2     C.  M. 

"  BY  whom  shall  Jacob  now  arise  ? 
For  Jacob's  friends  are  few ; 
And  (what  should  fill  us  with  surprise) 
They  seem  divided  too. 


CA  HYMNS.  CA 

2  "  By  whom  shall  Jacob  now  arise  ?" 
For  Jacob's  foes  are  strong ; 

I  read  their  triumph  in  their  eyes ; 
They  think  he'll  fail  ere  long. 

3  "  By  whom  shall  Jacob  now  arise  2" 
Can  any  tell  by  whom  1 

Say,  shall  this  branch  that  withered  lies, 
Again  revive  and  bloom  1 

4  Lord,  thou  canst  tell — the  work  is  thine  j 
The  help  of  man  is  vain ; 

On  Jacob  now  arise  and  shine, 
And  he  shall  live  again. 


/  \j    Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the  Gospel    L.  M. 

1  CAPTAIN  of  thine  enlisted  host, 
Display  thy  glorious  banner  high  ! 
The  summons  send  from  coast  to  coast. 
And  call  a  numerous  army  nigh. 

2  A  solemn  jubilee  proclaim, 
Proclaim  the  great  sabbatic  day : 
Assert  the  glories  of  thy  Name  ; 
Spoil  Satan  of  his  captive  prey. 

3  Oh  bid  thy  heralds  publish  loud 
The  peaceful  blessings  of  thy  reign ; 
And  when  they  speak  of  sprinkled  blood. 
The  mvsterv  to  the  heart  explain. 

6 


CH  HYMNS.  CH 


The  People's  Prayer  for  their  Minister. 


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1  CHIEF  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  sheep. 
From  death  and  sin  set  free. 

May  ev'ry  under  shepherd  keep 
His  eye  intent  on  thee  ! 

2  With  plenteous  grace  their  hearts  prepare 
To  execute  thy  will : 

Compassion,  patience,  love,  and  care, 
And  faithfulness,  and  skill. 

3  Inflame  their  minds  with  holy  zeal 
The  flock  to  feed  and  teach, 

And  let  them  live,  and  let  them  feel, 
The  sacred  truths  they  preach. 

4  O  never  let  the  sheep  complain, 
That  toys  which  fools  amuse, 

Amhition,  pleasure,  praise,  or  gain- 
Debase  the  shepherd's  views. 

O  .1  Lord's  Day.  P.  M. 

1  CHILDREN  of  God,  awake. 
And  hail  this  sacred  day ; 

In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 
Your  grateful  homage  pay ; 
Come,  bless  tiie  day  that  God  hath  blest. 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest ! 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn 
The  Lord  of  life  arose; 

He  burst  the  bars  of  death. 


CH  HYMNS.  CH 

And  vanquish' d  all  our  foes  ;  * 

And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above, 
And  reaps  the  fruit  of  all  his  love. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings ; 
And  earth  with  humbler  strains 
Thy  praise  responsive  sings — 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign  1" 


The  Sun  of  Righteousness. 


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1  CHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 
Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light, 

Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night : 
Day-spring  from  on  high,  be  near ; 
Day-star,  in  my  heart  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 
Unaccompanied  by  Thee ; 

Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see; 
Till  they  inward  light  impart, 
Glad  my  eyes,  and  warm  my  heart. 

3  Visit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine, 
Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 

Fill  me,  Radiancy  Divine  ! 
Scatter  all  my  unbelief: 
More  and  more  Thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day, 


CH  HYMMS.  CH 

00  Christians  debtors  to  the  Gentiles. 

1  CHRISTIANS,  tiie  glorious  hope  we 

know, 
Which  soothes  the  heart  in  every  wo, 
While  heathens  helpless,  hopeless  lie ; 
No  ray  of  glory  meets  their  eye  : 
— O  give  to  their  desiring  sight 
The  hope  that  Jesus  brought,  to  light ! 

2  Christians,  ye  taste  the  heavenly  grace, 
Which  cheers  believers  in  their  race; 
Uncheered  by  grace,  through  heathen  gloom, 
See  millions  hastening  to  the  tomb: 

— To  heathen  lands  that  grace  convey. 
Which  trains  the  soul  for  endless  day. 

3  Christians,  ye  prize  the  Saviour's  blood, 
In  which  the  soul  is  cleansed  Tor  God; 
Millions  of  souls  in  darkness  dwell, 
Uncleansed  from  sin — exposed  to  hell: 

— O  strive  that  heathens  soon  may  view 
That  precious  blood  which  cleanseth  you ! 

0  'MT  Longing  far  Hr.aven. 

1  "CHRIST'S  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe 

the  tear 
"From  each  believing  eye  : 
1  Affliction,  pain,  and  grief,  and  W.w. 
And  death  itself,  shall  die. 

2  "How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long, 
k-  Shall  this  brighi  hour  delay? 

1  V\\  swiftly  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
"  \nd  bring  the  welcome  day." 


CO  HYMNS.  CO 

cientfoi 
L.  M. 


^  "^     My  Grace  is  sufficient  for  thee.  2  Cor.  xii.  9. 


1  COME  all  ye  chosen  saints  of  God, 
Whose  souls  are  washed  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
Hear  what  he  says,  his  word  is  true, 

"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you." 

2  "  I  am  your  sure  Almighty  Friend, 
"  Who  loving  loves  you  to  the  end ; 

"  I  will  be  near  you,  and  will  shew, 
"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

3  "  I  know  how  numerous  are  your  foes, 
"  I  know  the  ways  which  they  oppose ; 
"  I  know  their  cunning  malice  too, 

"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you, 

4  "  Tho'  Satan  strives  your  souls  t'ensnare, 
"  You're  still  the  objects  of  my  care ; 

"  You're  near  my  heart,  I'll  bring  you  thro', 
"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you. 

5  "  I'll  guide  you  safely  in  the  way, 

"  Thro'  life's  dark  night,  to  heaven's  bright 

day ; 
"  And  there  with  wonder  you  shall  view, 
"  My  grace  sufficient  was  for  you." 


Teachings  of  the  Spirit, 


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1  COME  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light, 
Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 

Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 
6* 


CO  HYMNS.  CO 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 
The  glorious  truth  thy  word  reveals, 

Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way, 
The  book  unfold  and  loose  the  seals. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 
The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love, 

The  emptiness  of  things  below, 
And  excellence  of  things  above. 

4  While  through  this  dubious  maze  I  stray, 
Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad, 

To  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 


87 


Sabbath  Morning.    Rev.  i.  10.    L.  M. 


1  COME,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day. 
Come,  bear  our  thoughts  from  earth  away ; 
Now,  let  our  noblest  passions  rise 
With  ardour  to  their  native  skies. 

3  Come,  holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine; 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest, 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

3  Then  when  our  sabbaths  here  are  o'er. 
And  we  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransomed,  we  shall  spend 
\  sabbath  which  shall  never  end. 


CO  HYMNS.  CO 


Desiring  to  praise  the  Redeemer 
Col.  iii.  16.     C.  M. 


88 

1  COME  blessed  Spirit,  fill  my  soul 
With  my  Redeemer's  praise  ; 

To  thee,  my  God,  my  Friend,  my  all. 
My  cheerful  voice  I'll  raise. 

2  My  heart  would  joy  in  thee,  my  Lord  : 
My  tongue  thy  grace  declare; 

And  psalms  and  hymns,  and  sacred  songs. 
My  day  and  night  should  share. 

3  But,  ah !  my  lips  in  vain  do  strive 
Thy  goodness  to  recount  ; 

Language  can  ne'er  set  forth  thy  love. 
Nor  to  thy  riches  mount. 

4  Accept  then,  Lord,  my  weak  desires 
To  bless  and  praise  thy  Name ; 

And  may  my  life  in  stronger  words 
Set  forth  my  ardent  aim  ! 

5  To  thee  I  look,  to  thee  I  cry ; 
Oh,  hear  my  suppliant  voice ! 

Fill  me  with  love,  with  patience,  hope. 
And  humbly  I'll  rejoice. 

Of"k  The  successful  Resolve— I  will  go  in  unto  the 

0  XJ  King.    Esther  iv.  16     C.  M. 

1  COME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast. 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 

Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest. 
And  make  this  last  resolve. 


CO  HYMNS.  CO 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
"  Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 

"  I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
"  Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 
"  And  there  my  guilt  confess ; 

"  I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone 
"  Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 
"  Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives; 

"  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
"  And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plen. 
"  Perhaps  will  near  mY  prayer  ; 

u  But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
"  And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish,  if  I  go ; 
<c  I  am  resolved  to  try: 

a  For,  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
"  I  must  for  ever  die." 

*J\J  Universal  Reign  of  Christ.  Rev.  xi.  15.    7's, 

1  COME,  Divine  Immanuel,  come  ! 
Take  possession  of  thy  home: 
Now  thy  mercy's  wings  expand, 
Stretched  throughout  this  happy  land. 

2  Carry  on  thy  victory, 
Spread  thy  rule  from  sea  to  sea  : 


CO  HYMNS.  .  JO 

Call  in  all  the  ransomed  race, 
Save  us,  save  us,  Lord  by  grace  ! 

3  Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood. 
Bring  us  to  a  pardoning  God  : 
Give  us  eyes  to  see  our  day, 
Hearts  thy  glorious  truths  t'obey  : 

4  Ears  to  hear  the  Gospel  sound — ■ 
Grace  doth  more  than  sin  abound  ! 
God  appeased,  and  man  forgiven  ! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  joy  in  heaven  ! 

5  Now  thy  mercy's  wings  expand, 
Stretched  throughout  this  happy  land  : 
Take  possession  of  thy  home, 

Come,  Divine  Immanuel,  come  ! 


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Interest  in  Christ    John  vi  S3,  54,    C.  M. 


1  COME,  Jesus,  Saviour  of  my  soul ! 
Be  thou  my  heart's  delight  1 

Ever  to  me  the  same  remain. 
My  joy  by  day  and  night, 

2  Athirst  and  hungering  for  thy  grace, 
May  I  be  found  each  hour ! 

Abased  in  heart,  and  happy  kept 
By  thine  Almighty  power. 

3  Oh !  may  I  never  once  forget 
What  a  poor  worm  I  am  ! 

A  sinner  ransomed  by  the  blood 
Of  Gon's  atomnir  Lamb, 


CO  HYMNS.  CO 

4  The  mystery  of  redeeming  love 

Be  ever  dear  to  me ! 
And  may  the  flesh  and  blood  of  Christ 

My  daily  manna  be  ! 

J/5  Sabbath  Morning.    C.  M. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  with  sweet  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne ; 

•  This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  called  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 
The  brightest  of  the  seven ; 

Type  of  that  everlasting  rest, 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

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A  New  Year.    P.  M, 


1  COME,  let  us  anew, 
Our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  stand  still, 
Till  the  Master  appear. 

2  His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve 

By  the  patience  of  hope, 
And  the  labour  of  love. 

3  Our  life  is  a  dream, 
Our  time  as  a  stream 
Gli<lo>  swiftly  away: 


CO  HYMNS.  CO 

And  the  fugitive  moment 
Refuses  to  stay. 

4  The  arrow  is  flown. 
The  moment  is  gone; 
The  millenial  year 

Rushes  on  to  our  view, 
And  eternity's  here. 

5  O  that  each  in  the  day 
At  his  coming  may  say, 

u  I  have  fought  my  way  through : 

I  have  finished  the  work 
Thou  didst  give  me  to  do." 

6  O  that  each  from  his  Lord 
May  receive  the  glad  word, 
';  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 

Enter  into  my  joy, 
And  sit  down  on  my  throne'/' 

i/TT  Desiring  to  love  Christ.    L.  M. 

1  COME,  let  me  love  !  or  is  my  mind 
Hardened  to  stone  or  froze  to  ice  ? 

1  see  the  blessed  fair-one  bend, 

And  stoop  t'  embrace  me  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh !  'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock, 
And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move, 

That  those  sweet  lips,  that  heavenly  look3 
Should  seek  and  wish  a  mortal  love ! 

3  I  was  a  traitor  doomed  to  fire, 
Bound  to  sustain  eternal  pains : 


>C0  HYMNS.  (JO 

He  flew  on  wings  of  strong  desire, 
Assumed  my  guilt,  and  took  my  chains! 

4  Infinite  grace  !  almighty  charms ! — 
Stand  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  skies  ! 
Jesus,  the  God,  extends  his  arms — 
Hangs  on  a  cross  of  love,  and  dies ! 

5  Did  pity  ever  stoop  so  low, 
Dressed  in  divinity  and  blood? 
Was  ever  rebel  courted  so, 

In  groans  of  an  expiring  God  ? 

6  Again  he  lives !  and  spreads  his  hands, — 
Hands  that  were  nailed  to  torturing  smart ; 
u  By  these  dear  wounds  [n  says  he,  and  stands, 
And  prays  to  clasp  me  to  his  heart. 

7  Sure  I  must  love  ;  or  are  my  ears 
Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  passions  move? 
Lord  !  melt  this  flinty  heart  to  tears  ! 
This  heart  shall  yield  to  death  or  love. 

Ck  HZ.        Come,  behold  the  Works  of  the  Lord. 
\3  ,3  Psalm  xlvi.  8.     P.  M. 

1  COME  and  see  what  God  is  doing, 
His  are  works  of  power  and  grace ; 

Round  the  world  his  word  is  going, 

Giving  light  to  every  place ; 
"Pis  a  day  expected  long, 
Theme  of  old  prophetic  song. 

2  While  the  nations  are  contending. 
\yu\  the  tumult  louder  grows, 


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Through  the  earth  our  God  is  sending 

News  of  peace,  to  heal  our  woes ; 
Sounds  of  mercy  sweeter  are, 
Heard  amidst  the  din  of  wTar. 

3  Long  the  nations  were  benighted ; 
And  the  darkness  had  been  still, 

But  the  lamp  that  God  has  lighted 

Now  is  set  upon  a  hill ; 
Many  now  enjoy  the  light, 
And  with  rapture  hail  the  sight. 

4  Higher  still  and  higher  place  it, 
Show  it  to  the  world  around ; 

Never  should  we  cease  to  raise  it, 

While  a  nation  still  is  found, 
One  to  whom  it  is  not  given 
To  enjoy  the  light  of  heaven, 

*JO    Unchangeable  Friend.  Prov.  xvii.  17.  C.  M 

1  COME,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join. 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name ; 

Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 
Whose  love's  a  constant  flame. 

2  When  most  we  need  his  gracious  hand, 
This  Friend  is  always  near  ; 

With  heaven  and  earth  at  his  command, 
He  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

3  His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knows, 
No  change  can  turn  its  course ; 

Immutably  the  same  it  flows 
From  one  eternal  source, 
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4  When  frowns  appear  to  veil  his  face. 
And  clouds  surround  his  throne ; 

He  hides  the  purpose  of  his  grace, 
To  make  it  better  known. 

5  And  when  our  dearest  comforts  fall 
Before  his  sovereign  will, 

He  never  takes  away  our  all, 
Himself,  he  gives  us  still ! 

6  Our  sorrows  in  the  scale  he  weighs, 
And  measures  out  our  pains ; 

The  wildest  storm  his  word  obeys, 
His  word  its  rage  restrains ! 

4\  mr  Praise  to  the  Saviour. 

\f  4  Matt.  i.  21.     C.  M. 

1  COME,  let  us  all  unite  to  praise 
The  Saviour  of  mankind  ; 

Our  thankful  hearts  in  solemn  lays 
Are  with  our  voices  joined. 

2  But  how  shall  dust  his  worth  declare; 
Which  angels  cannot  scan  ? 

The  highest  name  that's  named  is  far 
Beneath  the  Son  of  Man. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  we  cannot  silent  be : 
By  love  we  are  constrained 

To  offer  our  best  thanks  to  Thee, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  Friend. 

4  Should  we  through  fear  or  shame  refrain. 
The  very  stones  would  sing. 


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And  tell  the  universal  reign 
Of  our  immortal  King. 

5  Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  show, 
And  spread  abroad  thy  fame ; 

Let  every  heart  with  praise  o'erflow, 
And  bless  Thy  wondrous  Name. 

6  Worship  and  honour,  thanks  and  love, 
Be  to  our  Jesus  given, 

By  men  below,  by  saints  above, 
By  all  in  earth  and  heaven. 

JO  NewYear.    C.  M. 

1  COME,  Lord,  and  bless  the  rising  race ! 
Make  this  a  happy  hour, 

According  to  thy  richest  grace, 
And  thine  Almighty  power. 

2  Dear  youth,  we  know  your  sinful  state- 
May  God  your  hearts  renew  ! 

We  would  awhile  ourselves  forget, 
To  pour  out  prayer  for  you. 

3  We  see,  though  you  perceive  it  not. 
The  approaching  awful  doom  ! 

Oh,  tremble  at  the  solemn  thought. 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come ! 

4  Dear  Saviour,  let  this  new  born  year 
Spread  an  alarm  abroad ; 

And  cry  in  every  careless  ear, 
u  Prepare  to  meet  thy  God !" 


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*3  «J?  Before  Prayer.     7"s. 

1  COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare. 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer  ; 

He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
He  his  help  will  not  delay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King ; 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring  ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin : — 
"  Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ! 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  "  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest : 
Take  possession  of  my  breast : 
There  thy  dear-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without,  a  rival  reign ! 

5  "  As  the  image  in  the  glass 
Answers  the  beholder's  tare, 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear; 
Print  thine  own  resemblance  there  ! 

6  "  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 

As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

7  "  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew; 
Lei  me  live  the  life  of  faith, 
f,«'t  ])\r  die  thy  people's  death  *" 


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A  Blessing  requested.  Jer.  xxiii.  29.  C.  M. 


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1  COME,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord, 
Thy  power  to  us  make  known  ; 

Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 
And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Speak   with  the  voice  which  wakes  the 

dead, 
And  bid  the  sleeper  rige  ; 
And  let  each  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

3  To  them  a  sense  of  guilt  impart, 
And  then  remove  the  load ; 

Quicken,  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  thine  atoning  blood. 

4  Our  desperate  state  through  sin  declare. 
And  speak  our  sins  forgiven ; 

By  daily  growth  in  grace,  prepare, 
Then  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

1£\  ~g        The  Power  of  Christ's  Resurrection. 
\J  1  Rom.  v.  12.  to  vi.  12.     L.  M. 

1  COME,  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
For  He  hath  left  his  gloomy  bed : 
What  Angel  rolled  the  stone  away? 
What  Spirit  brought  him  from  the  dead  2 

2  By  his  omnipotence  He  rose, 
By  his  own  Spirit  lived  again  ; 
To  crush  for  ever  all  his  foes, 
To  raise  for  ever  ruined  men. 


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3  Those  who  his  image  here  partake, 
Though  worms  in  dust  their  flesh  consume. 
Shall  sleep  in  Jesus,  and  awake 

To  life  eternal  from  the  tomb. 

4  What  shall  restore  a  world  from  death, 
Where  Satan  holds  his  murderous  reign  I 
Spirit  of  Jesus  !  with  thy  breath 

Shake  the  dry  bones,  revive  the  slain. 

5  Dead  while  they  live  are  Adam's  race, 
By  nature,  since  their  father's  fall ; 
But,  lo  !  the  messengers  of  grace 
Proclaim  the  Gospel  Hope  to  all. 

6  Hear  it,  ye  dead,  of  every  clime, 
Before  the  second  death  begins; 
Come  forth  to  this  new  life  in  time — 
This  resurrection  from  your  sins. 


For  Christ's  Presence.    C.  M. 


103 

1  COME,  Saviour  Jesus,  from  above ! 
Assist  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace ; 
Empty  my  heart  oi"  earthly  love, 
And  for  thyself  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill, 
And  set  my  longing  spirit  free, 
Which  pa  tits  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  day  and  night  to  feast  on  Thee ! 

3  That  path  with  humble  speed  FU  seek, 

n  my  Saviour's  footsteps  shine  \ 


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Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  speak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

4  Henceforth,  may  no  profane  delight 
Divide  this  consecrated  soul ; 
Possess  it  Thou,  who  hast  the  right, 
As  Lord  and  Master  of  the  whole. 

5  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  desire, 
But  thy  pure  love  within  my  breast ; 
This,  only  this,  will  I  require, 

And  freely  give  up  all  the  rest. 


Praise  to  the  Lamb.    P.  M. 


103 

1  COME,  saints,  and  adore  him ;  come  bow 

at  his  feet ; 
Come,  give  Him  the  glory,  the  praise  that 

is  meet ; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the 

skies. 

2  To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  all  honour  be 

paid, 
And  crowns  without   number  encircle   his 

head; 
Let  blessing  and  glory  and  riches  and  might 
Be  ascribed  evermore  by  angels  of  light. 

3  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him ;  come  bow 

at  his  feet ; 
r'ome,  give  Him  the  glory,  the  praise  that 
is  meet ; 


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Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise. 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the 
skies. 


104 


The  Well  of  Life.     L.  M. 


1  COME,  sinners !  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bathed  in  blood ! 
Behold  his  side  and  venture  near ; 

The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 

2  Here  we  forget  our  cares  and  pains : 
We  drink,  yet  still  our  thirst  remains: 
Only  the  Fountain-Head  above 

Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 

3  Oh  that  we  thus  could  always  feel ! 
Lord,  to  our  hearts  thy  love  reveal : 
Then  our  glad  to  ;gues  shall  loud  proclaim 
The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  Name. 


For  the  Divine  Presence.     C.  M. 


105 

1  COME,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints, 
Our  humble  strains  attend, 

While  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 
Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 

2  When  we  thy  wondrous  glories  hear, 
And  all  thy  sufferings  trace^ 

What  sweetly  awful  scenes  appear ! 
What  rich  unbounded  grace  ! 


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3  How  should  our  songs  like  those  above. 
With  warm  devotion  rise ! 

How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love. 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies ! 

4  Come,  Lord,  thy  love  alone  can  raise 
In  us  the  heavenly  flame  ; 

Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise, 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 
And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 

Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

JL  UU  Ebenezer,  or,  Praise.  1  Sam.  vii.  12.  8's&7's, 

1  COME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing  ! 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ! 

Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise ; 

Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet ; 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above ; 

Praise  the  mount — Oh  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love ! 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Eben-Ezer, 
Hither  by  thine  help  I'm  come ; 

And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jesus  sought  me,  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God  : 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  c- anger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 


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3  O !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  that  grace,  now  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee  ! 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart — O  take  and  seal  it ! 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above  ! 

1£\^f  A.  Fountain  opened  for  Sin  and  Unclea.:- 
\J  4  ness.    Zech.  xiii.  1.     P.  M. 

1  COME  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain, 
Sinners !  ruined  by  the  fall : 

Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain 

Flows  to  you,  to  me,  to  all ; 
In  a  full  perpetual  tide, 
Opened  when  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Come,  in  poverty  and  meanness, 
Come,  defiled  without,  within ; 

From  infection  and  un cleanness, 

From  the  leprosy  of  sin, 
Wash  your  robes  and  make  them  white; 
Ye  shall  walk  with  God  in  light. 

3  Come,  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 
Wounded,  impotent,  and  blind  ; 

Here  the  guilty,  free  remission, 

Here  the  troubled,  peace  may  find  : 
Health  this  fountain  will  restore  ; 
He  that  drinks  shall  thirst  no  more. 

4  He  that  drinks  shall  live  for  ever: 
'Tis  a  soul-renewing  flood : 


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God  is  faithful— God  will  never 

Break  his  covenant  in  blood. 
Signed  when  our  Redeemer  died, 
Sealed  when  He  was  glorified. 


Come  and  Welcome  to  Jesus  Christ, 
Isaiah  lv.  1.     P.  M. 


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1  COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 
"\yeak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore  ! 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity,  joined  with  power : 

He  is  able, 

He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more ! 

2  Ho!  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 
God's  free  bounty  glorify ; 

True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh ; — 
Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 

All  the  fitness  he  requires, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him : 
This  he  gives  you ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous, — 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 


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5  View  him  suffering  in  the  garden  ; 
Lo !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies ! — 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ; 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished;" 

Sinner,  will  not  this  suffice  1 

6  Lo !  the  incarnate  God  ascended, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude, 

None  but  Jesus 

Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven, 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name ; 
Hallelujah ! 

Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

J.  Uir  Christ's  Humiliation  and  Triumph.  P.  M. 

1  COME,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  feel  his  quick'ning  power, 
Unite  with  one  accord, 

His  goodness  to  adore : 
To  heaven  and  earth  aloud  proclaim 
Your  great  Redeemer's  glorious  Name. 

2  He  left  his  throne  above, 
His  glory  laid  aside, 

Came  down  on  wings  of  love, 
And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died ! 


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The  pangs  He  bore,  what  tongue  can  tell3 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell  1 

3  He  burst  the  grave !  He  rose 
Victorious  from  the  dead ; 
And  thence  his  vanquished  foes 
In  glorious  triumph  led : 

Up  through  the  heavens  the  Conqueror  rodet 
Triumphant  to  the  throne  of  God. 

4  Soon  He  again  will  come. 
His  chariot  will  not  stay, 
To  take  his  children  home, 
To  realms  of  endless  day : 

There  shall  we  see  Him  face  to  face, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

1"f  g\  Behold  the  place  where  they  laid  him 
1  \J  Mark  xvi.  6.    P.  M. 

1  COME,  ye  saints,  look  here  and  wonder,. 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay ; 

He  has  burst  his  bands  asunder ; 
He  has  borne  our  sins  away. 

Joyful  tidings ! 
Yes,  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 

2  Jesus  triumphs  !  sing  ye  praises : 
By  his  death  he  overcame : 

Thus  the  Lord  his  glory  raises ; 
Thus  he  fills  his  foes  with  shame  v 

Sing  ye  praises ! 
Praises  to  the  victor's  name, 

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3  Jesus  triumphs !  countless  legions 
Come  from  heaven  to  meet  their  King : 

Soon  in  yonder  blessed  regions 
They  shall  join  his  praise  to  sing, 

Songs  eternal 
Shall  through  heaven's  high  arches  ring* 

If    ~M      For  the  Blessing  of  Father,  San,  and 
J_   J.  Spirit.  L.  M. 

1  COMMAND  thy  blessing  from  above, 

0  God  !  on  all  assembled  here : 
Behold  us  with  a  Father's  love. 
While  we  look  up  with  filial  fear. 

2  Command  thy  blessing,  Jesus,  Lord '{ 
May  we  thy  true  disciples  be : 

Speak  to  each  heart  the  mighty  word  $ 
Say  to  the  weakest, "  Follow  me." 

3  Command  thy  blessing  in  this  hour, 
Spirit  of  Truth  I  and  fill  this  place 
With  humbling  and  exalting  power, 
With  quickening  and  confirming  grace. 

4  O  Thou,  our  Maker,  Saviour,  Guide ! 
One  true  Eternal  God  confest ; 

May  nought  in  life  or  death  divide 
The  saints  in  thy  communion  blest ! 

1"|  Cjb    Backslider's  Return.     Psalm  li.  20 — 19 
1  A  P.  M. 

1  CREATE,  O  God,  my  powers  anew, 
Make  my  whole  heart  sincere  and  true: 


CR  HYMNS.  CR 

O  cast  me  not  in  wrath  away, 
Nor  let  thy  soul  enlivening  ray 
Still  cease  to  shine. 

2  Restore  thy  favour,  bliss  divine ! 
Those  heavenly  joys  that  once  were  mine ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit,  kind  and  free, 
Uphold  and  guide  my  steps  to  thee, 
Thou  God  of  love. 

2  Then  will  I  teach  thy  sacred  ways ; 
Witii  holy  zeal  proclaim  thy  praise  : 
Till  sinners  leave  the  dangerous  road, 
Forsake  their  sins  and  turn  to  God, 
With  hearts  sincere. 

4  O  Cleanse  my  guilt,  and  heal  my  pain : 
Remove  the  blood  polluted  stain  ; 
Then  shall  my  heart  adoring  trace, 
My  Saviour  God,  the  boundless  grace, 
That  flows  from  thee. 

Since  my  dear  Saviour,  grace  is  thine, 
On  Zion's  hill  let  mercy  shine ; 
Glad  orTerinirs  then  prepared  shall  be, 
And  each  oblation  rise  to  thee 
In  flames  of  love. 


To  the  Holy  Spirit.   8's. 


113 

1  CREATOR  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 
The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come  visit  every  waiting  mind ; 
Come  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind ; 


DA  HYMNS.  DA 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  thy  temples  worthy  thee. 

2  O  source  of  uncreated  light, 
The  Father's  promised  Paraclete ! 
Thrice  holy  fount,  thrice  holy  fire 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire ; 
Come,  and  thy  sacred  unction  bring, 
To  sanctify  us  while  we  sing. 

3  Refine  and  purge  our  earthly  parts  5 
But,  oh,  inflame  and  fire  our  hearts  I 
Our  frailties  help,  our  vice  control, 
Submit  the  seases  to  the  soul ; 

And  when  rebellious  they  are  grown, 
Then  lay  thy  hand,  and  hold  them  down, 

4  Chase  from  our  minds  the  infernal  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow ; 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray. 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  the  way; 
Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 

And  practise  all  that  we  believe. 


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D. 


Christ's  Agony  in  the  Garden.     C.  M. 


! 


1  DARK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 

On  which  the  Lord  was  laid : 
His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down, 

In  agony  He  prayed— 


DA  HYMNS.  DA 

2  "  Father !  remove  this  bitter  cup, 
If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 

If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 
Thy  pleasure  I  fulfil  I" 

3  Go  to  the  Garden,  sinner !  see 
Those  precious  drops  that  flow : 

The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee — 
For  thee,  he  lies  so  low ! 

4  Then  learn  of  Him  the  cross  to  bear, 
Thy  Fathers  will  obey ; 

And  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 
Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 

J.   i  «3         The  Day  of  Judgment     P.M. 

1  DAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders! 
Hark  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 

Louder  than  ten  thousand  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ! 
How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound. 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing. 
Clothed  in  Majesty  divine  ! 

You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine !" 
Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine ! 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 
Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 

All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 

8* 


DE  HYMNS.  DE 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee : 
Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Horrors  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart ! 
"  Thou  with  Satan 
"  And  his  angels,  have  thy  part !" 

5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below ; 

He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 

"  See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  ; 
"  You  for  ever 
"  Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 
May  this  thought  our  courage  raise ! 

Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 

Sighs  shall  then  be  changed  to  praise : 
May  we  triumph 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze. 


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Before  Sermon.     P.  M. 


1  DEAREST  Saviour,  help  thy  servant 
To  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love  ! 

O  that  every  soul  now  present 
May  thy  grace  and  truth  approve  ! 
Bless,  O  bless  us ; 

From  thy  shining  courts  above. 


£>E  HYMNS,  DE 

2  Now  thy  gracious  word  invites  us 

To  partaKe  thy  Gospel  feast 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  unite  us, 

Each  to  thee  a  willing  guest, 
O  receive  us, 
To  thy  glorious  promised  rest. 

M.   JL    4  Submission.    C.  M. 

1  DEAR  Lord  !  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
And  help  me  to  resign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 

Or  tremble  at  thy  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears? 

3  No !  let  me  rather  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize  to  thee; 

Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour  all  my  journey  through 
Thou  art  engaged  to  grant ; 

What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want. 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way : 
Shall  1  resist  them  both? 

A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth ! 

6  But  ah !  my  inmost  spirit  cries, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway ; 


DE  HYMNS.  DE 

Else  the  next  cloud,  that  veils  my  skies. 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

1   lO        The  Refreshing  Word.    C.  M. 

1  DEAR  Lord,  thy  word  of  truth  afford,, 
A  balm  for  every  wound ; 

Hence  all  our  hopes  of  bliss  arise, 
And  here  our  peace  is  found. 

2  The  tree  of  life,  beneath  whose  shade 
The  weary  pilgrim  sits; 

And  there  regaling  on  its  fruits, 
With  sweet  refreshment  meets. 

3  The  sure  foundation  of  our  faith, 
And  source  of  all  our  joy, 

May  it  our  warmest  thoughts  engage, 
Our  inmost  souls  employ. 

4  But  not  on  us  alone  bestow, 
These  records  of  thy  love, 

Let  distant  lands  thy  truth  receive, 
And  all  its  blessings  prove. 

JL   J.  %}  Prayer  for  a  Blessing  on  the  Word.  C.  M. 

1  DEAR  Saviour,  remember  the  word 
On  which  thou  hast  caused  us  to  rest; 

Thy  promised  kindness  afford, 
To  make  our  society  blest. 

2  Though  pour  is  the  place  where  we  meet. 
This  will  not  thy  presence  exclude; 


The  Dying  Believer  to  his  Soul.    7's, 


DE  HYMNS.  DE 

In  the  barn,  the  workshop,  or  street, 
Thou  art  pleased  to  communicate  good 

3  Now  let  thy  rich  grace  be  displayed 
To  rescue  some  brand  from  the  fire; 

Speak  spiritual  life  to  the  dead, 

And  grant  the  poor  suppliant's  desire. 

4  O  help  us  in  hearing  thy  word, 

O  teach  us  to  praise,  and  to  pray ; 
All  needful  assistance  afford, 
And  send  us  rejoicing  away. 

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1  DEATHLESS  principle,  arise; 
Soar,  thou  native  of  the  skies ; 
Pearl  of  price,  by  Jesus  bought, 
To  his  glorious  likeness  wrought, 
Go  to  shine  before  his  throne, 
Deck  his  mediatorial  crown ; 
Go  his  triumph  to  adorn, 
Born  of  God — to  God  return. 

2  Lo,  He  beckons  from  on  'ugh, 
Fearless,  to  his  presence  fly : 
Thine  the  merit  of  his  blood, 
Thine  the  righteousness  of  God. 
Angels  joyful  to  attend, 
Hovering  round  thy  pillow  bend ; 
Wait  to  catch  the  signal  given, 
And  escort  thee  quick  to  heaven. 

3  Is  thy  earthly  house  distressed  ? 
Willing  to  retain  her  guest  ? 


DE  HYMNS.  DE 

5Tis  not  thou,  but  she,  must  die : 
Fly,  celestial  tenant,  fly ; 
Burst  thy  shackles,  drop  thy  clay, 
Sweetly  breathe  th  -  self  away : 
Singing,  to  thy  crown  remove, 
Swift  of  wing,  and  fired  with  love. 

4  Shudder  not  tc  pass  the  stream : 
Venture  all  thy  care  on  Him ; 
Him,  whose  dying  love  and  power 
Stilled  its  tossing,  hushed  its  roar. 
Safe  is  the  expanded  wave; 
Gentle  as  a  summer's  eve ; 

Not  one  object  of  his  care 
Ever  suffered  shipwreck  there. 

5  See  the  haven  full  in  view ! 
Love  divine  shall  bear  thee  through : 
Trust  to  that  propitious  gale : 
Weigh  thy  anchor,  spread  thy  sail ; 
Saints  in  glory  perfect  made, 

Wait  thy  passage  through  the  shade  ; 

Ardent,  for  thy  coming  o'er, 

See,  they  throng  the  blissful  shore. 

6  Monit  their  transports  to  improve, 
Join  the  longing  choir  above; 
Swiftly  to  their  wish  be  given ; 
Kindle  higher  joy  in  heaven. — 
Such  the  prospects  that  arise 

To  the  dying  Christian's  eyes ! 
Such  the  glorioms  vista  Faith 
Opens  through  the  shades  of  death, 


Dl  HYMNS.  DI 

I  VI  "  Jesus  Wept."  S.  M, 

1  DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 

Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
The  wondering  angels  see ! 

Be  thou  astonish'd,  O  my  soul ! 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear ; 

In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

J.  /it  /it  Heavenly  Mindedness.  7's. 

1  DISTANT,  Lord,  from  thine  abode, 
Far  from  glory,  far  from  God  ; 

Now,  and  then,  we  breathe  a  sigh, 

Upwards  to  our  native  sky. 

O  for  one  celestial  ray ! 

From  the  shining  seats  of  day, 

Sun  of  righteousness !  arise, 

Warm  our  hearts  and  charm  our  eyes. 

2  Melt  our  chains  with  heavenly  fire, 
Love,  and  joy,  and  peace,  inspire ; 
Make  us  feel  thy  grace  within, 
Free  us  from  the  power  of  sin. 
Give,  O  give  us  wings  to  rise, 

In  affection  to  the  skies, 


DO  HYMNS.  DR 

Liberty,  and  joy  divine, 

Sun  of  righteousness,  are  thine. 

I  &  O     Love  to  Christ.    John  xxi.  15.    C.  M. 

1  DO  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  1 
Behold  my  heart,  and  see : 

And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul  % 
Then  let  me  nothing  love : 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 
Which  thou  dost  not  approve. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 
To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 

Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  beat 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock, 
I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 

Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Thou  knowest  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord^ 
But,  O !  I  long  to  soar 

Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 


An  Evening  Hymn.  C.  M. 


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1  DREAD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 

Like  holy  incense  rise ; 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 

To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 


EN  HYMNS.  EN 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 
Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard, 

And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 
Encompass  me  around ; 

But,  O  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  died 
To  save  my  wretched  soul ! 

How  are  my  follies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  my  minutes  roll. 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine 
To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 

And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renewed  by  thee. 


E 

JL  /ml  kP  Faith  Fainting.    8's. 

1  ENCOMPASSED  with  clouds  of  distress, 

Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 
I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine : 
Disheartened  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load  ; 
All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 
9 


EN  HYMNS.  EN 

2  Shine,  Lord!  and  my  terror  shall  cease: 
The  blood  of  atonement  apply ; 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace,— 
The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I : 

Speak,  Saviour !  for  sweet  is  thy  voice, — 
Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold  ; 

Attend  to  my  sorrows  and  cries — 
My  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  I  mourn, 
My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 

The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 
And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep : 

While  harassed  and  cast  from  thy  sight, 
The  tempter  suggests,  with  a  roar, — 

"  The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite  ; 
"  Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more.5' 

4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  designed 
No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 

Ah !  tell  me  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for  thee  ? 

Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art : 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tower  : 

Come,  succour  and  gladden  my  heart, — 
Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 

J.  &\}  Recovery  from  Sickness.    C.  M. 

1  ENCOURAGED  by  thy  love  and  care, 

I  bend  the  suppliant  knee, 
And  offer  in  thy  house  of  prayer. 

My  vows,  oh  Lord,  to  thee. 


EN  HYMNS.  EN 

2  When  languor  seized  my  feeble  frame. 
And  threatened  speedy  death, 

From  thee  the  timely  succour  came, 
Which  gave  me  back  my  breath. 

3  Now  by  thy  power  and  grace  restored 
And  rescued  from  the  grave, 

What  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord, 
Who  mighty  is  to  save, 

4  To  thee,  my  kind  delivering  friend, 
I  yield  my  sinful  heart, 

My  all  I  give,  till  life  shall  end, 
Nor  from  thee  will  depart. 

5  Upheld  by  thine  almighty  grace, 
My  love  to  thee  I'll  prove, 

With  zeal  will  run  the  christian  race 
Till  I  arrive  above. 


Beggar.    Matt.  vii.  7,  8.    P.  M, 


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1  ENCOURAGED  by  thy  word 
Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 
Waits  at  thy  mercy's  door ! 

No  hand,  no  heart,  O  Lord,  but  thine, 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea, 
Relief  from  men  to  gain, 
If  offered  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  wouldst  disdain ; 
And  those  which  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 


ET  HYMNS.  ET 

3  'Twere  folly  to  pretend, 
I  never  begged  before ; 
Or,  if  thou  now  befriend, 
I'll  trouble  thee  no  more ; 

Thou  often  hast  relieved  my  pain, 
And  often  I  mast  come  again. 

4  Nor  can  I  willing  be, 
Thy  bounty  to  conceal 
From  others,  who,  like  me 
Their  wants  and  hunger  feel: 

I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  store, 
And  try  to  send  a  thousand  more. 

JL  &  O      Prayer  for  Spiritual  Blessing.    C.  M. 

1  ETERNAL  God  !  we  look  to  Thee! 
To  Thee,  for  help,  we  fly : 

Thine  eye  alone  our  wants  can  see, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  Lord  !  let  thy  fear  within  us  dwell ; 
Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide  : 

That  love  will  all  vain  love  expel; 
That  fear,  all  fear  beside. 

3  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 
Oh  !  let  thy  grace  supply: 

The  good,  unasked,  in  mercy  grant ; 
The  ill,  though  asked,  (\anv. 

1Cy£\     Glory  awaiting  Faithful  Missionaries. 
&\J  Ps  cii.  21,  22/    L.  M. 

1  ETERNAL  Lord!  from  land  to  land 

Shall  echo  thine  all-glorious  Name ; 


ET  HYMNS.  BT 

Till  kingdoms  bow  at  thy  command, 
And  every  lip  thy  praise  proclaim. 

2  Exalted  high,  on  every  shore, 
The  banner  of  the  cross,  unfurled, 
Shall  summon  thousands  to  adore 
The  Saviour  of  a  ransomed  world. 

3  Thousands  shall  join  thy  pilgrim  band, 
And,  by  that  sacred  standard  led, 

Press  forward  to  Immanuel's  land, 
Nor  fear  the  thorny  path  to  tread. 

4  Triumphant  over  every  foe, 

Their  ransomed  numbers  shall  move  on, 
To  that  blest  world  where  sin  or  wo 
Shall  never  mingle  with  their  song. 

loO  To  the  Holy  Spirit.     C.  M. 

1  ETERNAL  Spirit!  God  of  Truth! 
Our  contrite  hearts  inspire  : 

Kindle  the  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  'Tis  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind 
With  guilt  and  fear  opprest : 

'Tis  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 
Whate'er  that  sin  may  be ; 

That  we,  in  singleness  of  heart, 
May  worship  only  Thee. 
9* 


ET  HYMNS.  ET 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear. 

That  we  are  sons  of  God ; 
Redeemed  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hell, 

Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

IO  "1       The  Light  of  God's  Countenance.    C.  M. 
O  1  Num.  vi.  24—26. 

1  ETERNAL  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Display  thy  beams  divine ; 

And  cause  the  glory  of  thy  face 
On  all  our  hearts  to  shine ! 

2  Light  in  thy  light,  O  may  we  see, 
Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 

Revived,  and  cheered,  and  blessed  by  Thee, 
The  God  of  pardoning  love ! 

1Q  C%     Trust  in  Christ  under  Affliction.    L.  M. 
O  A  Matt.  xi.  28—30. 

1  ETERNAL  Beam  of  light  divine, 
The  Source  of  inexhausted  love, 

In  whom  the  Father's  glories  shine, 

Through  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above! 

2  Jesus !  the  weary  wanderer's  rest ! 
Give  me  thy  easy  yoke  to  bear ; 

With  stedfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love,  and  lowly  fear. 

9  Affliction's  cup  I  take  from  Thee, 

In  deep  submission  to  thy  will ; 
Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be, 

My  soul  shall  find  it  precious  still. 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

4  Be  Thou,  my  meek  Instructor,  nigh ; 

So  shall  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone  ; 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  shall  fly, 

As  clouds  belbre  the  mid-day  sun. 


1Q  Q  The  Year  of  Jubilee.     P.  M. 

O  O  Lev.  xxv. 

1  FAIR  shines  the  morning-star! 
The  silver  trumpets  sound, 
Their  notes  re-echoing  far, 
While  dawns  the  day  around ! 

Joy  to  the  slave  ! — the  slave  is  free ! 
It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 

2  Prisoners  of  hope  !  in  gloom 
And  silence  left  to  die, 
With  Christ's  unfolding  tomb 
Your  portals  open  fly ; 

Rise  with  the  Lord  ! — He  sets  you  free : 
It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 

3  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  nought 
The  land  your  fathers  won, 
Behold  how  God  hath  wrought 
Redemption  through  his  Son ! 

Your  heritage  again  is  free, 
It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 

4  Ye,  who  yourselves  have  sold 
For  debts  to  justice  due, 
Ransomed,  but  not  with  gold, 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

He  gave  Himself  for  you: 
The  blood  of  Christ  hath  made  you  free ! 
It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 
5  Captives  of  sin  and  shame. 

O'er  earth  and  ocean,  hear 

An  angel's  voice  proclaim 

The  Lord's  accepted  year: 
Let  Jacob  rise,  be  Israel  free, 
It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 

1Q  \  Jesus  our  Forerunner.    L.  M. 

*3S:  Heb.  vi.  20. 

1  FAR,  far  beyond  these  lower  skies, 
Up  to  the  glories  all  His  own, 
Where  we  by  faith  lift  up  our  eyes 

Is  Jesus,  our  Forerunner,  gone  ! 

2  High  on  His  throne  of  heavenly  light. 
Eternal  glory  He  sustains; 

While  saints  and  angels  bless  the  sight: 
There  Jesus,  our  Forerunner,  reigns. 

3  He  lives,  salvation  to  impart, 
From  sin,  and  hell,  and  Satan's  wiles; 
With  love  eternal  in  His  heart, 
There  Jesus,  our  Forerunner,  smiles. 

4  Before  His  heavenly  Father's  face, 
For  every  saint  He  intercedes  ; 

For  mercy  and  abounding  grace 
There  Jesus,  our  Forerunner,  pleads. 

5  But  oh  'tis  this  completes  the  whole. 
And  all  its  bliss  and  glory  proves, 
That  while  eternal  ages  roll, 

There  Jesus,  our  Forerunner,  lovee 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

lO  J  Heaven.    Isa.  xxxiii.  17.    C.  M. 

1  FAR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 
Unbounded  glories  rise ; 

And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  There  pain  and  sickness  never  move. 
And  grief  no  more  complains : 

Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom. 
And  endless  pleasure  reigns. 

3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know. 
For  ever  bright  and  fair ; 

For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  wo, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  O  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 
Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 

Till  wings  of  faith,  and  strong  desire, 
Bear  every  thought  above  ! 

5  Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine. 
For  thy  bright  courts  on  high  ; 

Then  bid  our  soulr  rise  up,  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 

lJb  Delight  in  God.    C.  M. 

1  FAR  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 
From  strife  and  tumult  far ; 

From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 
With  prayer  and  praise  agree ; 

And  seem  by  thy  kind  bounty  made 
For  those' who  follow  thee. 


A  Missionary  Embarking.  C.  M. 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 
And  grace  her  mean  abode, 

Oh !  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God  ! 

4  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 
Thou  Source  of  light  divine; 

And,  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 
My  Saviour  thou  art  mine ! 

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1  FAREWELL !  ye  scenes  of  sweet  delight ! 
Vanished  as  visions  of  the  night ; 
Onward  by  duty  urged,  I  go, 
My  course  to  finish  here  below. 

2  The  cloud  and  pillar  mark  the  road 
Which  leads  to  glory's  bright  abode ; 
And  every  step  on  him  I  lean, 
Whose  strength  is  in  my  weakness  seen, 

3  I  know  my  habitation's  bound, 
Predestined  love  encircles  round ; 
The  desert  smiles,  the  darkness  flies; 
His  presence  makes  it  Paradise. 

4  Glory  to  God  in  every  place, 
Who  by  us  manifests  his  grace  ; 
And  from  the  earthen  vessel's  store 
His  excellence  displays  the  more. 

5  Oh,  make  me  faithful  unto  death, 
Thy  witness  with  my  latest  breath, 
To  tell  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
Him  whom  I  serve,  and  whose  I  am ! 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

1Q  &    The  Season  of  Youth  the  Seed-time  of  the 
O  O  Soul.    L.  M. 

1  FAST  falls  the  yellow  leaf,  and  sear, 
Emblem  of  the  declining  year : 
Yet  a  short  space,  and  winter's  reign 
Will  close  the  sadness  of  the  scene. 
J2  Thus  fall  the  sons  of  earth — too  soon 
Fade  our  spring-morn  and  summer's  noon ; 
And  autumn  leads,  with  deep'ning  gloom, 
To  the  long  winter  of  the  tomb. 

3  Yet,  as  the  peasant's  careful  toil 
Hath  to  the  bosom  of  the  soil 
The  seeds  of  future  plenty  given, 
Waiting  the  warmer  suns  of  heaven— - 

4  So,  early,  in  the  vigorous  age 
Of  life's  uncertain  pilgrimage, 
Let  us  our  fleeting  prime  employ. 
Sowing  in  hope  to  reap  in  joy. 

5  Still  at  God's  altar  let  us  raise 
The  song  of  gratitude  and  praise; 
Still  to  his  throne  our  incense  bring. 
Whose  presence  is  eternal  spring — 

6  To  Him  who  died  for  sinners  here  \ 
And  Him  the  promised  Comforter ; 
To  each  our  voices  lift,  with  those 

Whose  cherub  choirs  heaven's  court  compose, 

JL  O  X3       Sunday  School  Anniversary.    L.  M, 

1  FATHER  !  if  the  untutor'd  cry. 
The  simple  prayer  of  infancy, 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

May  to  thy  glorious  mansion  rise. 
Accept  our  annual  sacrifice. 

2  Our  blessings  to  thy  hand  we  owe, 
And  see  thy  power  in  all  below, 
Earth's  various  fruits  withheld  or  given, 
The  radiance  or  the  storms  of  heaven. 

3  If  e'er  beneath  a  sicklier  sun 

Our  seasons  seem  their  course  to  run, 
Reward  Thou  still  the  reaper's  toil 
With  all  the  treasure  of  the  soil. 

4  May  our  fair  pastures  never  cease 
To  give  the  blessings  of  increase ; 
Nor  mildew,  canker-worm,  nor  rains, 
Blight  the  fair  product  of  our  plains ! 

5  And  Oh !  for  those,  whose  tender  care 
Would  heaven's  rich  harvest  here  prepare. 
Be  theirs  to  see  the  toil  bestowed 
Return  a  hundred-fold  to  God ! 

-%   /%  f\  Christ's  Universal  Reign. 

1~*:\3  Ps.  ii.  8.    G.  M. 

1  FATHER !  is  not  thy  promise  pledged 
To  thine  Exalted  Son, 

That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  Word  of  Life  shall  run  ? 

2  "  Ask,  and  I  give  the  heathen  lands 
For  thine  inheritance ; 

And  to  the  world's  remotest  shores 
Thine  empire  shall  advance." 

3  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
Then  be  His  Name  adored  : 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

Europe,  with  all  thy  millions,  shout 

Hosannahs  to  thy  Lord ! 
4  Asia  and  Africa,  resound 

From  short  to  shore  Ms  fame ; 
And  thou,  America,  in  songs 

Redeeming  love  proclaim ! 

1  4:  1  The  Lord's  Prayer.    C.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  all !  we  bow  to  Thee, 
Who  dwell'st  in  heaven,  adored ; 

But  present  still,  through  all  thy  works. 
The  Universal  Lord. 

2  For  ever  hallowed  be  thy  Name, 
By  all  beneath  the  skies  ; 

And  let  thy  kingdom  still  advance. 
Till  grace  to  glory  rise. 

3  A  grateful  homage  let  us  yield. 
With  hearts  resigned  to  Thee ; 

And  as  in  heaven  thy  will  is  done. 
On  earth  so  let  it  be ! 

4  From  day  to  day  we  humbly  own 
The  hand  that  feeds  us  still : 

Give  us  our  bread,  and  teach  to  rest 
Contented  in  thy  will. 

5  Our  sins  before  Thee  we  confess : 
Oh  may  they  be  forgiven ; 

As  we  to  others  mercy  shew, 
We  mercy  beg  from  heaven. 

6  Still  let  thy  grace  our  lives  direct. 
From  evil  guard  our  way ; 


FA  HYMNS.  PA 

And  in  temptation's  fatal  path 
Permit  us  not  to  stray. 

7  For  thine  the  power,  the  kingdom  thine. 

All  glory's  due  to  Thee ; 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were. 

And  thine  shall  ever  be. 

*j  /tCp    The  Coming  of  Christ  in  His  Kingdom 

1  FATHER  of  boundless  grace  ! 
Thou  hast  in  part  fulfilled 

Thy  promise  made  to  Abram's  race. 
In  God  Incarnate  sealed. 

2  A  few  from  every  land 
At  first  to  Salem  came, 

And  saw  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  saw  the  tongues  of  flame. 

3  From  thence  thy  heralds  ran 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 

And  made  thy  glorious  mercy  known. 
And  spread  the  joyful  sound. 

4  Yet  still  we  wait  the  end, 
The  coming  of  our  Lord  ; 

The  full  accomplishment  attend 
Of  thy  Prophetic  Word. 

5  Thy  promise  deeper  lies 
In  unexhausted  grace ; 

And  new  discovered  worlds  arise 
To  sing  their  Saviour's  praise: 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

J.  ttO  Prayer  for  the  Jews.    P.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  faithful  Abram  !  hear 
Our  earnest  suit  for  AbranVs  seed  : 

Justly  they  claim  the  fervent  prayer 

From  us,  adopted  in  their  stead ; 
Who  mercy,  through  their  fall,  obtain, 
And  Christ,  by  their  rejection,  gain. 

2  Outcasts  from  Thee,  and  scattered  wide 
Through  every  nation  under  heaven. 

Blaspheming  whom  they  crucified, 
Unsaved,  unpitied,  unfbrgiven — 
Branded,  like  Cain,  they  bear  their  load, 
Abhorred  of  men,  and  cursed  of  God. 

3  But  hast  thou  finally  forsook, 
For  ever  cast  thineown  away  ? 

Wilt  thou  not  bid  the  murderers  look 

On  Him  they  pierced,  and  weep  and  pray  ? 
Yes !  gracious  Lord,  thy  word  is  past — 
"  All  Israel  shall  be  saved  at  last." 

4  Come,  then,  thou  great  Deliverer,  come  ! 
The  veil  from  Jacob's  heart  remove : 

Receive  thine  ancient  people  home, 

That,  quickened  by  thy  dving  love, 
In  their  recovery  we  mav  find 
Life  from  the  dead  for  all  mankind. 

1.  TT        Praise  to  the  Holy  Trinity.    C.  M. 

!    1  FATHER  of  Glory!  to  thy  Name 
Immortal  praise  we  give, 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim. 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honour  to  the  Son, 
Who  makes  thine  anger  cease  ; 

Our  lives  he  ransomed  with  his  own. 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  thy  Almighty  Spirit  be 
Immortal  glory  given ; 

Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  Thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven, 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice, 
Adore  the  Eternal  God, 

And  spread  his  honours,  and  their  joys, 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join 
One  general  song  to  raise  ; 

Let  saints,  in  earth  and  heaven,  combine. 
In  harmony  and  praise. 

JH-*>         Prayer  to  the  Holy  Trinity.     L.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  Heaven!  whose  love  pro- 

found 
A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found. 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

2  Almighty  Son  !  Incarnate  Word ! 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord  ! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
To  us  thy  snving  <rra<?o  extend 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

3  Eternal  Spirit !  by  whose  breath 
The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death. 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend : 
To  us  thy  quickening  power  extend. 

4  Jehovah !  Father,  Spirit,  Son ! 
Mysterious  Godhead  !  Three  in  One! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend ! 

J.  HrU    At  a  Charity  Sermon  for  Schools.    C.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  Mercies!  God  of  Grace! 
Each  perfect  gift  is  thine ; 

Through  various  channek  flow  the  streams, 
The  source  is  still  divine. 

2  Thy  kindness  called  us  into  life, 
And  all  the  good  we  know, 

Each  present  comfort,  future  hope, 
Thy  liberal  hands  bestow. 

3  The  friends  whose  charity  provides 
This  refuge,  where  to  flee 

From  want,  from  ignorance,  and  vice. 
Were  raised  up  by  Thee. 

4  To  Thee  we  owe  the  full  supply. 
Which  by  their  hands  is  given. 

To  make  us  useful  here  below, 
And  train  our  souls  for  heaven. 

5  Bestow  thv  peace  upon  them  here. 
And  heavenly  joy  above ; 

While  we  improve,  with  grateful  hearts. 
The  labour  of  their  love. 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

Jl  4"  #         At  a  Sermon  for  the  Poor.    C.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  Mercies  !  send  thy  grace, 
All-powerful  from  above ; 

To  form,  in  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  Oh  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 
That  generous  pleasure  know, 

Freely  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  wo. 

3  Whene'er  the  helpless  sons  of  grief 
In  low  distress  are  laid, 

Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pain  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying  man, 
When  throned  above  the  skies  ; 

And,  midst  the  glories  of  his  state, 
Felt  his  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 
To  raise  us  from  the  ground  ; 

And  shed  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

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1  FATHER  of  Mercy !  hear  our  prayers 
For  those  who  do  us  good  ; 

Whose  love  for  us  a  place  prepares, 
And  kindly  gives  us  food. 

2  Each  hand  and  heart  that  lends  us  aid, 
Thou  dost  inspire  and  guide  : 


Prayer  of  Charity  School  Children.    C.  M. 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

Nor  is  their  bounty  unrepaid, 
Who  for  the  poor  provide. 

3  Thou  still  shalt  be  our  grateful  theme, 
Thy  praise  we'll  ever  sing ; 

Our  friends  the  kind  refreshing  stream, 
But  thou  the  unfailing  Spring. 

4  For  those  whose  goodness  founded  this, 
A  better  house  prepare  ; 

Receive  them  to  thy  heavenly  bliss, 
And  let  us  meet  them  there  ! 

5  Let  all  the  pleasing  pains  they  share 
Be  crowned  with  wished  success; 

The  present  age  applaud  their  care, 
And  future  ages  bless. 

6  So  shall  the  helpless  who  remain 
Exposed  as  we  before. 

Increasing  still  our  humble  train, 
With  louder  songs  adore. 

1/|  Ck     Christians  perfected  by  Grace  through 
nt\j  Christ.    Heb.  xiii.  20,  21.    C.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  Peace  !  and  God  of  Love ! 
We  own  thy  power  to  save ; 

That  power  by  which  our  Shepherd  rose, 
Victorious  o'er  the  grave. 

2  We  triumph  in  that  Shepherd's  Name, 
Still  watchful  for  our  good ; 

Who  brought  the  eternal  covenant  down. 
And  sealed  it  with  his  blood. 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

3  So  may  thy  Spirit  seal  our  souls, 
And  mould  them  to  thy  will ; 

That  our  fond  hearts  no  more  may  stray, 
But  keep  thy  covenant  still. 

4  Still  may  we  gain  superior  strength, 
And  press  with  vigour  on, 

Till  full  perfection  crown  our  hopes, 
And  fix  us  near  thy  throne. 

Iff  f\  "  Thou  hast  wrought  all  our  Works  in  us." 
kF  \J  Isa.  xxvi.  12.     C.  M. 

1  FATHER  !  to  thee  our  souls  we  lift, 
On  Thee  our  hope  depends; 

For  every  good  and  perfect  gift 
From  Thee  in  heaven  descends. 

2  We  cannot  speak  one  useful  word, 
One  holy  thought  conceive, 

Unless,  in  answer  to  our  Lord, 
Thyself  the  blessing  give. 

3  The  poor  returns  which  sinners  make 
They  first  from  Thee  obtain ; 

And  'tis  of  grace  that  Thou  wilt  take 
Such  poor  returns  again. 

4  Oh !  let  it  then  our  glory  be, 
(Whoe'er  may  boast  their  store,) 

In  time,  and  to  eternity, 

To  owe  Thee  more  and  more. 

Iff  ~1       God  glorious  and  Sinners  saved. 
«3  1  Isaiah  xliv.  23.  C.  M. 

1  FATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines  ! 
How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands, 
On  all  thy  creatures  writ ; 

They  show  the  labour  of  thine  hands, 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet. 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 
To  save  rebellious  worms, 

Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms. 

4  Here  the  whole  deity  is  known ; 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 

Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice,  or  the  grace. 

5  When  sinners  broke  the  Father's  laws, 
The  dying  Son  atones : 

Oh,  the  dear  mysteries  of  his  cross ! 
The  triumph  of  his  groans ! 

6  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heavenly  plains ; 

Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanuel's  name. 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

7  Oh,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 
In  that  immortal  song ! 

Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  mv  tonsrue. 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

m.  %)  &     Family  Religion.    Gen.  xviii.  19.   L.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace ; 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand 
They  have  been  and  are  still  sustained. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  praised, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  raised ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows  ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name! 
While  pleased  and  thankful  we  remove. 
To  join  the  family  above. 

1£T  O     The  doctrine  and  use  of  the  Trinity. 
*JO  Eph.  ii.  18.     C.  to. 

1  FATHER  of  glory !  to  thy  name 
Immortal  praise  we  give, 

Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim. 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honour  to  the  Son, 
Who  makes  thine  anger  cease ; 

Our  lives  he  ransomed  with  his  own, 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

3  To  thy  almighty  Spirit  be 
Immortal  glory  given, 

Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

4  Let  men  with  their  united  voice, 
Adore  the  eternal  God, 

And  spread  His  honours  and  their  joys 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 
One  general  song  to  raise ; 

Let  saints  in  earth  and  heaven  combine 
In  harmony  and  praise. 

JL  «3tT  Evening  Hymn.    C.  M. 

1  FATHER,  by  saints  on  earth  adored. 
By  saints  beyond  the  skies, 

Accept,  through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord, 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  If  kept  to-day  from  wilful  sin, 
We  magnify  thy  grace ; 

Thou  hast  our  kind  Preserver  been, 
And  thine  be  all  the  praise, 

3  We  live  to  testify  the  grace, 
Which  sure  salvation  brings ; 

And  sink  to  night  in  thine  embrace, 
And  rest  beneath  thy  wings. 

4  But  whether,  Lord,  we  wake  or  sleep. 
The  charge  of  Love  divine, 

We  trust  thy  Providence  to  keep 
Our  souls  for  ever  thine. 


FA  HYMNS.  PA 


God,  the  Provider.    C.  M. 


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1  FATHER  of  love  !  from  age  to  age. 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace 

The  heart  and  lips  of  saints  engage 
In  cheerful  songs  to  praise. 

2  Creatures,  in  various  trains,  to  thee 
Raise  the  dependent  eye ; 

Thy  stores  of  goodness,  rich  and  free. 
Their  various  wants  supply. 

3  But  O !  the  treasures  of  thy  love, 
To  man's  apostate  race, 

Are  boundless  mysteries,  far  above 
Both  man's  and  angel's  praise. 

4  Jesus,  in  whom  all  fulness  dwells, 
Through  endless  years  the  same, 

To  every  hungering  soul  reveals 
The  glories  of  his  name. 

5  Thousands  in  this  dark  world  below 
His  faithfulness  attest ; 

In  worlds  above,  ten  thousand  know 
That  humble  souls  are  blest. 

Iff  g~*  Submission.    Luke  xxii.  42. 

jO  l.  m. 

1  FATHER  divine,  the  Saviour  cried. 
While  horrors  pressed  on  every  side, 
And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 
"  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away. 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

2  "  But  if  these  pangs  must  still  be  borne. 
Or  helpless  man  be  left  forlorn, 

I  bow  my  soul  before  Thy  throne, 
And  say,  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done." 

3  Thus  our  submissive  souls  would  bow, 
And,  taught  by  Jesus,  lie  as  low ; 

Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone, 

Would  say,  "  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  " 

4  Then,  though  like  him  in  dust  we  lie, 
We'll  view  the  blissful  moment  nigh, 
Which,  from  our  portion  in  His  pains, 
Calls  to  the  joy  in  which  He  reigns. 

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1  FATHER  of  all,  whose  tender  love, 
Whose  bounty,  all  thy  creatures  prove, 
We  feel  thy  goodness,  own  thy  power; 
Thy  hand  sustains  us  every  hour. 
Father,  receive  our  hymn  of  praise, 
Nor  scorn  the  humble  strains  we  raise.  - 

2  Oh,  may  thy  grace  our  hearts  prepare. 
Thy  truth,  thy  goodness  to  declare ! 
The  kindness  of  our  friends  repay; 
Guard  them  through  life  to  endless  day : 
For  them  our  infant  hearts  we  raise, 
Impressed  with  gratitude  and  praise. 


Children's  Hymn.     8's. 


Duty  of  Secret  Prayer.    Matt.  vi.  6.  P.  M. 


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1  FATHER  of  heaven!  Thy  piercing  eye, 
Darts  through  the  blackest  night ; 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

In  deep  retirement  Thou  art  nigh. 
The  dark  with  Thee  is  light. 

2  With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  every  evening's  shade, 

May  thine  all-searching  eye  survey 
My  secret  homage  paid. 

3  O  let  thy  own  celestial  fire 
The  incense  still  inflame ; 

While  my  warm  vows  to  Thee  aspire, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  presence  of  Thy  love 
My  soul  in  secret  bless ; 

So  shalt  Thou  deign  in  worlds  above 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

JL  O  *J  Paraphrase  of  the  Lord's  Prayer.    P.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  heaven,  who  lov'st  to  send 
Of  gracious  gifts  a  constant  shower! 

May  every  breath  Thy  Name  extend, 
May  every  heart  Thy  Name  adore ! 

2  Great  Lord !  may  all  our  wakened  powers 
To  spread  thy  sway  exulting  join, 

Till  we  shall  dare  to  think  Thee  ours, 
And  Thou  shalt  deign  to  make  us  thine. 

3  Whate'er  thy  will,  may  we  display 
Hearts  that  submit  without  a  sigh; 

Whate'er  thy  law,  may  we  obey, 
Like  raptured  Saints,  and  feel  it  joy ! 


FA  HYMNS.  FA 

4  Vouchsafe  us  what  our  wants  require. 
This  fleeting  life  in  peace  to  spend; 

But  bid  our  wishes,  Lord,  aspire 
To  grasp  the  life  that  cannot  end. 

5  Our  countless"  sins  with  mercy  view  ; 
For  Jesus's  sake  their  guilt  remove ; 

And  teach  us,  Lord,  to  pardon  too, 

That  Thou  maystsee  a  world  of  love. 

6  In  each  temptation's  hour  be  near ; 
From  sin  and  passion  set  us  free ; 

Conduct  us  by  Thy  Spirit  here ; 

And  bring  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  Thee. 

1  £*  tf\     The  People's  Prayer  for  their  Minister 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer  ; 

We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  Thee, 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be ! 

2  How  great  their  work,  how  vast  their 

charge ! 
Do  Thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge'; 
Their  best  acquirements  are  our  gain, 
We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 

3  Clothe  then  with  energy  divine 

Their  words,  and  let  those  words  be  Thine  : 
To  them  Thy  sacred  truth  reveal, 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed, 
Teach  them  Thy  chosen  flocks  to  feed  ; 


FO  HYMNS.  FO 

Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain — 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around, 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound ; 
In  humble  strains  Thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  Thy  new-creating  power. 

6  Let  sinners  break  their  massy  chains, 
Distressed  souls  forget  their  pains  ; 

Let  light  throught  distant  realms  be  spread. 
And  Sion  rear  her  drooping  head. 


At  Parting.  7's. 


161 

1  FOR  a  season  called  to  part, 
Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 

To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever  present  Friend. 

2  Jesus  hear  our  humble  prayer  ! 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep  ! 

Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong. 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain : 

Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 
In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 

4  Then  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 
Ebenezers  shall  be  roared  ; 

And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard. 


FO  HYMNS.  FO 

1C*  £~>    The  glory  of  the  Church  in  the  latter  Day. 
\>&  Isa.  lxii.  1-3.    C.  M. 

1  FOR  Zion's  sake  I  will  not  cease 
In  agony  of  prayer  to  cry  ; 

No,  'ever  will  I  hold  my  peace, 
Till  God  proclaim  salvation  nigh — 

2  Worthy  in  her  great  Saviour's  worth, 
Till  Zion  doth  illustrious  shine, 

And  as  a  burning  lamp  goes  forth, 
The  blaze  of  righteousness  divine. 

3  Thy  righteousness  the  world  shall  see 
And  Gentiles  on  thy  beauty  gaze ; 

And  all  the  kings  of  earth  agree, 
In  wondering  at  thy  glorious  grace. 

4  Thy  glorious  grace,  what  tongue  can  tell  ? 
The  Lord  shall  a  new  Name  impart, 

The  unutterable  Name  reveal, 
And  write  it  on  his  people's  heart. 

5  Zion,  for  thee  thy  God  shall  care, 
And  claim  thee  as  his  just  reward : 

Thee  for  his  crown  of  glory  wear, 
The  Royal  Diadem  of  thy  Lord. 


Self -denial    87s. 


163 

1  FOUNTAIN  of  good,  Horn  thee  alone 
Our  every  gift  and  comfort  flows, 
Whate'er  we  fondly  call  our  own 
Thy  freely  streaming  grace  bestows; 
Thy  blessings  all  through  Christ  descend. 
Our  heavenly  and  eternal  friend. 
11* 


FO  HYMNS.  FO 

2  O  may  I  never,  never  seek 

My  own  delight,  my  own  applause, 
Ready  thy  gifts  to  render  back, 
To  nail  my  Isaac  to  the  cross ; 
My  all  of  comfort  to  resign, 
And  say,  Thy  will  be  done,  not  mine. 

3  Restrain  my  soul,  and  keep  it  low, 
Weaned  as  a  child  from  creature-good, 
Thee,  only  thee  resolved  to  know, 
My  Jesus,  and  thy  sprinkled  blood; 
All  other  comforts  I  disdain, 

And  more  than  all  in  thee  I  gain. 

4  What  are  thy  gifts  compared  to  Thee! 
A  beam  from  that  bright  shining  sun, 

A  drop  from  that  uniathomed  sea  ! 
Fountain  of  life!  and  love  unknown. 
Into  thy  depths,  O  God,  I  fall! 

0  God,  thou  art  mine  All  in  All. 

1£*    1  The  Return  of  the  Spirit  implored 

O  X-  Eph.  "iv.  30.     L.  M. 

1  FOREVER  shall  my  fainting  soul 
O  God,  thy  just  displeasure  mourn; 
Thy  grieved  Spirit  long  withdrawn, 
Will  He  no  more  to  me  return? 

2  Once  I  enjoyed,  (O  happy  time,) 
The  heart-felt  visits  of  His  grace ; 
Nor  can  a  thousand  varying  scenes 
The  sweet  remembrance  quite  efface! 

3  Beneath  His  wanning,  quickening  beams. 
This  icy  rock  dissolved  away  ; 


PR  HYMNS.  FR 

New  life  diffused  through  all  my  powers. 
And  darkness  yielded  to  the  day. 

4  When  justice  waved  his  dreadful  sword, 
And  guilt  and  fear  my  soul  opprest ! 

He  sprinkled  o'er  a  Saviour's  blood, 
And  whispered  pardon  to  my  breast. 

5  Great  source  of  light  and  peace,  return, 
Nor  let  me  mourn  and  sigh  in  vain  ; 
Come,  repossess  this  longing  heart, 
With  all  the  graces  of  thy  train. 

6  This  temple,  hallowed  by  thine  hand, 
Once  more  be  with  thy  presence  blest ; 
Here  be  thy  grace  anew  displayed, 
And  this  thy  everlasting  rest. 

J  f*  ■£  A  Hymn  for  the  Evening  of  the  Lord's  Day, 

1  FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns. 
To  shed  its  quickening  beams ; 

And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns ; 
How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 
Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive ; 

We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 

And  praise  Thee  while  we  live. 
,3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 

The  sabbath  ne'er  shall  end ; 
4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine, 


FR  HYMNS.  FR 

Before  the  throne  of  God  appear. 

And  feast  on  love  divine. 
5  Where  we,  in  high  seraphic  strains, 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ  ; 
Delighted  range  the  ethereal  plains, 

And  take  our  fill  of  joy. 

1(T*  £*     By  the  Children  at  a  Charity- School 
Ul)  Sermon.    L.  M. 

1  FRIENDS  of  the  ignorant  and  poor, 
Enrich'd  by  God  with  ampler  store, 

To  you  our  anxious  hopes  we  raise, 
Oil  lead  to  God  our  infant  days. 

2  'Tis  yours  to  form  our  early  years, 
To  cheer  our  lot,  to  calm  our  fears ; 
'Tis  yours  to  teach  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bring  us  comfort  from  above. 

3  Oh!  by  the  record  of  His  woes, 
The  only  source  whence  mercy  flows, 
Impart  to  us  the  means  of  grace, 
And  bid  us  all  his  goodness  trace. 

4  So  Thou,  dread  Lord  of  high  and  low  ! 
Shalt  give  us  power  Thyself  to  know; 
Our  sins  shalt  hide,  our  dangers  see, 
And  guide  at  last  our  souls  to  Thee  ! 

1£~*  W      The  Universal  diffusion  of  the  Gosi 
i>  /  P.  M. 

1  FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand. 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fount;' 

Roll  down  their  o-olden  sand  ; 


FR  HYMNS.  FR 

From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain. 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 
Blow  soft  on  Ceylon's  isle, 

Though  every  prospect  pleases. 

And  only  man  is  vile ; 
In  vain,  with  lavish  kindness, 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strewn, 
The  Heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 
By  wisdom  from  on  high  ; 

Shall  we  to  man  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation  !  Oh,  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story ; 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 

Till  like  a  sea  of  glory 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  return  to  reign. 

JL  13  C5     Sinners  invited  by  Christ.    7's. 

1  FROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die. 


PR  HYMNS.  FR 

What  melodious  sounds  we  hear 
Bursting  on  the  ravis  e  6  ear! 
"  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

2  "  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
■Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 

On  My  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  : 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

3  a  Spread  for  thee  the  festal  board, 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  prest, 

Yet  again  a  child  confest ; 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

4  "  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end ; 
Lo,  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend ! 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  My  eternal  home  ; 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  I" 

1{*Ck     By  the  Children  at  a  Charity- School 
%y\3  Sermon.     C.  M. 

1  FROM  the  first  dawn  of  infant  life. 
Thy  goodness  we  have  shared; 

And  still  we  live  to  sing  Thy  praise, 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  seek  Thy  ^race,  to  do  Thy  will, 
O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline ; 


FR  HYMNS.  FR 

And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 
Command  Thy  light  to  shine. 

3  While  taught  to  read  the  Word  of  Truth, 
May  we  that  Word  receive  ; 

And  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  Name, 
In  that  blest  Name  believe ! 

4  Let  not  our  feet  incline  to  tread 
Sin's  broad  destructive  road  ; 

But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory  and  to  God. 


1W  f\        For  a  Charity  or  Sunday  School 
4   \J  Anniversary.     I*  M. 

1  FROM  year  to  year  in  love  we  meet, 
From  year  to  year  in  peace  we  part ; 

The  tongues  of  children  uttering  sweet 
The  bosom  joy  of  every  heart. 

2  Rut  time  rolls  on  ;  and,  year  by  year, 
We  change,  grow  up,  or  pass  away : 

Not  twice,  the  same  assembly  here 
Have  hailed  the  children's  festal  day. 

3  Death,  ere  another  year  shall  strike 
Some  in  our  number  marked  to  fall ; 

Be  voung  and  old  prepared  alike, 
The  warning  is  to  each  and  all. 

4  This  sole  occasion  then  is  ours ! 
This  day  we  ne'er  again  shall  see ! 

Lord  God,  awaken  all  our  powers 
To  spend  it  for  eternity ! 


Praise  to  God.  Ps.  cxlviii.  3,  12,  13.    L.  M. 


FR  HYMNS.  FK 

5  Our  times,  our  lives,  are  in  thy  hand  : 
On  Thee  tor  all  things  we  rely , 

Assured,  while  in  thy  grace  we  stand, 
To  live  is  Christ,  and  gain  to  die. 

6  Meanwhile  our  failing  ranks  renew : 
Send  Children,  Teachers,  in  our  place — 

More  humble,  docile,  faithful,  true — 
More  like  thy  Son,  from  race  to  race. 

171 

1  FROM  vocal  air,  and  concave  slues, 
Let  wafted  hallelujahs  sound ; 
And  let  the  sacred  triumphs  rise, 
Till  vaulted  heaven  the  notes  rebound. 

2  Thou  solar  orb !  whose  ruddy  beam 
Compels  the  shades  of  night  to  yield ; 
Thou  silver  moon  !  whose  fainter  gleam 
Scarce  trembles  o'er  yon  azure  field  ! 

3  Ye  stars !  who  circle  round  the  pole, 
Illumined  with  distinguished  rays: 
Instruct  your  vocal  spheres  to  roll 
Symphonious  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

4  His  name  with  pious  praises  sing, 
Who  kindled  first  the  beamy  light: 
Who  first  commanded  you  to  spring 
Forth  from  the  cells  of  ancient  night. 

5  Ye  active  youths,  in  manly  prime ! 
Ye  virgins  decked  with  blooming  grace! 
Ye  elders  pressed  by  creeping  time ! 
And  you,  the  tender  infant  race ! 


FR  HYMNS.  FR 

6  Your  voices  raise  with  mixed  acclaim, 
To  praise  the  universal  Lord ; 
The  sole,  august,  majestic  Name, 
O'er  earth  and  distant  heaven  adored, 

1W  g%   But  he  shall  appear  to  your  joy,  and  they 
4  A  shall  be  ashamed.    Isaiah  lxvi,  5, 

1  FROM  far  I  see  the  glorious  day, 
When  He  who  bore  our  sins  away, 
Will  all  His  majesty  display. 

2  u  A  man  of  sorrows,"  once  He  was ; 
No  friend  was  found  to  plead  His  cause, 
For  all  preferred  the  world's  applause. 

3  He  groaned  beneath  sin's  awful  load ; 
For  in  the  sinner's  place  He  stood, 
And  died  to  bring  him  back  to  God. 

4  But  now  He  reigns  with  glory  crowned, 
While  angel-hosts  His  throne  surround, 
And  still  His  lofty  praises  sound. 

5  To  few  on  earth  His  name  is  dear ; 
And  they  who  in  His  cause  appear, 

The  world's  reproach  and  scorn  must  bear, 
I  6  But  yet  there  is  a  day  to  come, 
j  When  He  will  seal  the  sinner's  doom, 
;  And  take  his  mourning  people  home. 
I  7  Jesus,  Thy  name  is  all  my  boast ! 

And  though  by  waves  of  trouble  tost, 

Thou  wilt  not  let  my  soul  be  lost. 
f  8  Come  then,  come  quickly  from  above. 

My  soul,  impatient,  longs  to  prove 

The  depths  of  everlasting  love. 
12 


FR  HYMNS.  FR 


The  Mercy  Seat.    Heb.  iv.  16.    L.  M. 


173 

1  FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat, 

'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 

A  place,  than  all  besides  more  sweet, 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  place  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far — by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  Ah,  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed ? 
Or  when  the  host  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suffering  saints  no  mercy-seat? 

5  There,  there,  on  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  seem  almost  o'er  ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  meet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

6  Oh  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold,  and  still ; 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat. 
If  I  forget  the  Mercy-seat. 

J.   #  TT  In  deep  Affliction.    P.  M. 

FULL  of  trembling  expectation, 
Feeling  much,  and  fearing  more, 


FU  HYMNS.  FU 

Mighty  God  of  my  salvation, 

I  thy  timely  aid  implore : 
Suffering  Son  of  man,  be  near  me, 

All  my  sufferings  to  sustain, 
By  thy  sorer  griefs  to  cheer  me, 

By  thy  more  than  mortal  pain. 

2  Call  to  mind  that  unknown  anguish 
In  thy  days  of  flesh  below, 

When  thy  troubled  soul  did  languish 

Under  a  whole  world  of  wo  ; 
When  Thou  didst  our  eurse  inherit, 

Groan  beneath  our  guilty  load, 
Burdened  with  a  wounded  spirit, 

Bruised  by  all  the  wrath  of  God. 

3  By  thy  most  severe  temptation, 
In  that  dark,  satanic  hour ; 

By  thy  last  mysterious  passion, 

Screen  me  from  the  adverse  power ; 

By  thy  fainting  in  the  garden, 
By  thy  bloody  aweat,  I  pray, 

Write  upon  my  heart  the  pardon, 
Take  my  sins  and  fears  away. 

4  By  the  travail  of  thy  spirit, 
By  thine  outcry  on  the  tree, 

By  thine  agonizing  merit, 

In  my  pangs  remember  me  ! 
By  thy  death  I  Thee  conjure, 

A  weak,  dying  soul  befriend  ; 
Make  me  patient  to  endure, 

Make  me  faithful  to  the  end, 


GA  HYMNS.  GA 

G 

Ml  4  *3  Sweet  Home.   P.  M. 

1  GAY  pleasures  and  palaces — mention 

them  not, 
'Tis  only  in  heaven  that  pain  is  forgot, 
'Tis  only  in  mansions  prepared  for  the  blest 
That  souls  of  believers  can  ever  find  rest. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
There's  no  place  like  home,  there's  no 
place  like  home. 

2  Poor  exiles  from  heaven,  we  seek,  but  in 

vain, 
For  pleasures,  which  only  in  Christ  we  obtain  j 
Temptations  beset  us,  afflictions  pursue, 
And  all  that  supports  us,  is  heaven  in  view. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
There's  no  place  like  home,  there's  no 
place  like  home. 

3  O  soon  may  this  wearisome  pilgrimage 

cease, 
O  soon  may  we  rest  in  the  mansions  of 

peace, 
And  soon  may  the  Saviour  our  welcome 

proclaim 
To  a  home  in  the  skies,  which  he  died 

t'  obtain. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

There's  no  place  like  home,  there's  no 
place  like  home. 


176 


GE  HYMNS.  GE 

Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the 
shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no  evil.Ts.  xxiii.  4. 
P.  M. 

1  GENTLY  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us, 
Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears, 
Through  the  changes  Thou'st  decreed  us, 
Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 

O  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing, 
O  refresh  us  with  Thy  grace, 
May  Thy  mercies,  never  ceasing, 
Fit  us  for  Thy  dwelling  place. 

2  When  temptations'  darts  assail  us, 
When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  Thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  Thy  perfect  way. 

O  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 
In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 

O  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 

4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 
Bid  us  in  Thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till  by  angel  bands  attended, 
We  awake  among  the  blest. 

O  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 

5  Then,  O  crown  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Through  the  triumphs  of  Thy  grace 
Then  shall  praises  never  ceasing 
Echo  through  Thy  dwelling  placp. 

12* 


GI  HYMNS.  GL 

O  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing, 
O  refresh  us  with  thy  grace ; 
May  thy  mercies,  never  ceasing, 
Fit  us  for  thy  dwelling  place. 

JL  #    #  Enlargment  of  the  Church.    7's. 

1  "  GIVE  us  room  that  we  may  dwell, 
Zion's  children  cry  aloud : 

See  their  numbers,  how  they  swell, 
How  they  gather  like  a  cloud  ! 

2  Oh  how  bright  the  morning  seems ! 
Brighter  from  so  dark  a  night : 
Zion  is  like  one  that  dreams, 
Filled  with  wonder  and  delight. 

3  Lo !  thy  sun  goes  down  no  more, 
God  himself  will  be  thy  light ; 
All  that  caused  thee  grief  before. 
Buried  lies  in  endless  night. 

4  Zion,  now  arise  and  shine : 

Lo !  thy  light  from  heaven  is  come  ! 
These  that  crowd  from  far  are  thine, 
Give  thy  sons  and  daughters  room. 


Joy  in  Believing.    John  xx.  20.   S.  M. 


178 

1  GLAD,  when  they  saw  the  Lord  ! 

The  sight  their  doubts  removed  ! 
They  saw  a  precious  friend  restored  ! 

The  master  whom  they  loved. 


UL  HYMNS.  <.il. 

2  Glad,  when  they  saw  the  Lord  ! 
We  ne'er  beheld  the  sight ; 

But,  trusting  in  Jehovah's  word. 
We  share  the  blest  delight. 

3  Glad,  when  they  saw  the  Lord ! 
Let  us  proclaim  our  joy, 

Our  hearts  in  unison  accord, 
And  songs  our  lips  employ. 

4  Jesus  the  risen  Lord, 
Triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 

Now  reigns,  by  highest  heaven  adored. 
Omnipotent  to  save. 

5  Jesus,  exalted  Lord, 

Thy  saints  with  thee  are  heirs  ; 

Firm  is  the  hope  thy  words  afford  : 

Thy  life's  the  pledge  of  theirs. 


179 


Evening  Hymn.    L.  M. 


1  GLORY  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 

Keep  me,  Oh  keep  me,  King  of  Kings ! 
Beneath  thine  own  Almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee. 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  mv  bed  : 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  Judgment-day. 

4  Oh  may  my  soul  on  Thee  repose, 
And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close  ! 
Sleep,  which  may  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 
My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply  : 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest. 

No  Powers  of  Darkness  me  molest. 

6  Let  my  blest  guardian,  while  I  sleep, 
His  watchful  station  near  me  keep ; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  the  approach  of  ill. 

7  Lord,  let  my  soul  for  ever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care: 

?Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love  ! 

8  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below : 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

1^  g\    Propagation  of  the  Gospel  through  the 
O  \J  World.     L.  M. 

1  GO,  Christians !  and  aloud  proclaim 
Him  whom  by  grace  yourselves  have  found: 
Publish  His  ever-precious  Name 

To  all  the  wondering  nations  round. 

2  Go  tell  through  earth  each  wretched  slave 
Who  <rroans  beneath  a  tyrant's  rod. 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

You  bring — a  freedom  bought  with  blood. 
The  blood  of  an  Incarnate  God: 

3  And  tell  the  panting  sable  chief. 
On  Ethiopia's  scorching  sand, 

You  come — with  a  refreshing  stream, 
To  cheer  and  bless  his  thirsty  land. 

4  Go  tell  through  all  wide  Asia's  shores, 
From  western  Syria  to  Japan, 

That  to  enrich  the  deathless  Mind, 
You  come — the  friends  of  God  and  Man. 

5  Tell  all  the  scattered  heathen  isles, 
Which  lie  in  darkness  and  the  grave, 
You  come — a  glorious  Light  to  bring ; 
You  come — their  souls  to  seek  and  save. 

1Q   t  Power  and  Grace  of  Christ. 

O  1  Isaiah  lxii.  10—12.    L.  M. 

1  "  GO  through  the  gates" — 'tis  God  com- 

mands : 
Workers  with  God!  the  charge  obey; 
Remove  whate'er  his  work  withstands : 
Prepare,  prepare  his  people's  way. 

2  Lift  up,  for  all  mankind  to  see, 
The  standard  of  their  Saviour-God ; 
And  point  them  to  the  shameful  tree, 

The  Cross — all  stained  with  hallowed  blood. 

3  Zion  !  thy  suffering  Prince  behold  ! 
Thy  Saviour  and  salvation  too! 

He  comes,  he  comes,  so  long  foretold 
Clothed  in  a  vest  of  bloodv  hue 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

4  Himself  prepares  his  people's  hearts, 
Breaks  and  binds  up,  and  wounds  and  heals ; 
A  mystic  death  and  life  imparts, 

Empties  the  full,  the  emptied  fills. 

5  He  fills  whom  first  he  hath  prepared ; 
With  Him  all  needful  grace  is  given : 
Himself  is  here  their  great  reward, 
Their  future  and  their  present  heaven. 


Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering.    P.  M. 


182 

1  GO  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  who  feel  the  Tempter's  power  : 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour : 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away; 
Learn  from  Him  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  See  him  at  the  judgment-hall, 
Beaten,  bound,  reviled,  arraigned: 

See  him  meekly  bearing  all! 

Love  to  man  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not.  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  Christ  to  bear  the  Cross. 
,3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  view : 

There  the  Lord  of  Glory  see, 
Made  a  sacrifice  for  you, 

Dying  on  the  accursed  tree  : 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry ; 
Trust  in  Christ,  and  learn  to  die. 
4  Early  to  the  tomb  repair, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  -7 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

Angels  kept  their  vigils  there : 

Who  hath  taken  him  away? 
K  Christ  is  risen !"  he  seeks  the  skies  ; 
Saviour  !  teach  us  so  to  rise. 


*  Freely  ye  hare  received,  freely  give.'' 
Rev.  xxii.  2.    Matt.  x.  8.    L.  M. 


183 

1  GO  forth,  and  plant  the  sacred  tree, 
The  Tree  of  Life — 'tis  God's  command : 
For  health  and  healing  it  shall  be, 

A  blessing  meant  for  every  land. 

2  In  every  soil  and  clime  it  grows : 
Beneath  the  sun  its  fruit  is  found : 
It  thrives  amidst  the  winter  snows, 
When  all  is  waste  and  dead  around. 

3  Speed  then  your  way  to  every  land  I 
Convey  to  all  the  gift  of  heaven : 
We  thus  obey  our  Lord's  command, 
We  freely  give  what's  freely  given. 


Departure  of  Missionaries.    7's 


184 

1  GO  !  ye  messengers  of  God, 
Like  the  beams  of  morning,  fly ; 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod, 
Wave  the  Banner-Cross  on  high ! 

2  Where  the  aspirant  minaret 
Gleams  along  the  morning  skies, 
Wave  it  till  the  crescent  set, 
And  the  "  Star  of  Jacob"  rise 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

3  Go ;  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 
In  the  bosom  of*  the  deep ; 
Where  the  skies  for  ever  smile, 
And  th'  oppressed  for  ever  weep ! 

4  O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 
Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven  ; 
Chase  away  the  fiend  despair, 
Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven ! 

5  When  the  golden  gates  of  day 
Open  on  the  palmy  east, 

Wide  the  bleeding  Cross  display. 
Spread  the  Gospel's  richest  feast > 

6  Circumnavigate  the  ball, 
Visit  every  soil  and  sea ; 

Preach  the  Cross  of  Christ  to  all — 
Jesu's  love  is  full  and  free  ! 

lOJ  Vanity  of  the  World.    L.  M. 

1  GOD  gives  his  mercies  to  be  spent, 
Your  hoard  will  do  your  soul  no  good : 
Gold  is  a  blessing  only  lent, 
Repaid  by  giving  others  food. 

2  The  world's  esteem  is  but  a  bribe : 
To  buy  their  peace  you  sell  your  own : 
The  slave  of  a  vain-glorious  tribe, 

Who  hate  you  while  they  make  you  knowi 

3  The  joy  which  vain  amusements  give. 
Oh  sad  conclusion  that  it  brings ! 

The  honey  of  a  crowded  hive, 
Defended  bv  a  thousand  stinirs  ! 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

4  'Tis  thus  the  world  rewards  the  fools 
Who  live  upon  her  treacherous  smiles : 
She  leads  them,  blindfold,  by  her  rules, 
And  ruins  all  whom  she  beguiles. 

5  God  knows  the  thousands  who  go  down 
From  pleasure  into  endless  wo; 

And,  with  a  long  despairing  groan, 
Blaspheme  their  Maker  as  they  go. 

6  Oh  fearful  thought !  be  timely  wise  : 
Delight  but  in  a  Saviour's  charms; 
And  God  shall  take  you  to  the  skies, 
Embraced  in  everlasting  arms, 

JL  Ot3    Light  shining  out  of  Darkness.  C.  M' 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
His  wonders  to  perform ; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines, 
Of  never  failing  skill ; 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs. 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints  fresh  courage  take, 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense^ 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 

Behind  a  frowning  providence. 
He  hides  a  smiling  face, 
13 


Morning  Hymn.  Psalm  iii.  5.    C.  M. 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast. 
Unfolding  every  hour : 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste. 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain. 

God  is  his  own  interpreter 
And  He  will  make  it  plain. 

187 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 
To  thee  I  cheerful  raise : 

Thy  acts  of  love  'tis  good  to  sing. 
And  pleasant  'tis  to  praise. 

2  Preserved  by  thy  mighty  arm, 
I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 

Serene,  and  safe  from  ev'ry  harm, 
To  see  the  morning  light. 

3  While  numbers  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 
And  restless  pains  and  woes ; 

In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
And  rose  from  sweet  repose. 

4  When  sleep,  death's  image  o'er  me  spread. 
And  I  unconscious  lay, 

Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed. 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 

5  O  let  the  same  almighty  care 
Through  all  this  day  attend : 

From  every  danger,  every  snare. 
\1  v  heedless  steps  defend 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

6  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll. 

And  guide  my  future  days ; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 

With  gratitude  and  praise. 


The  barren  Fig  Tree,  Luke  xiii.  6—9.  L.  M. 


188 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  to  Thee  belong 
The  thankful  heart,  the  grateful  song, 
Touched  by  thy  love,  each  tuneful  chord 
Resounds  the  goodness  of  the  Lord. 

2  Thou  hast  preserved  my  fleeting  breath 
And  chased  the  gloomy  shades  of  death ; 
The  venomed  arrows  vainly  fly, 

When  God  our  great  deliverer's  nigh. 

3  Yet  why,  dear  Lord,  this  tender  care  1 
Why  does  thy  hand  so  kindly  rear 

A  useless  cumberer  of  the  ground, 
On  which  no  pleasant  fruits  are  found  1 

4  Still  may  the  barren  fig-tree  stand ! 
And,  cultivated  by  thy  hand, 
Verdure,  and  bloom,  and  fruit  afford, 
Meet  tribute  to  its  bounteous  Lord ! 

5  So  shall  thy  praise  employ  my  breath 
Through  life,  and  in  the  arms  of  death. 
My  soul  the  pleasant  theme  prolong. 
Then  rise  to  aid  th'  angelic  song. 

IOA     The  Wisdom  of  redeeming  Time 
O  %3  Eph.  v.  15,  16.     L.  M. 

1  GOD  of  eternity,  from  thee 
Did  infant  Time  his  being  draw ; 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

Moments,  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

2  Silent  and  slow  they  glide  away ; 
Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows ; 

Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea — 

The  boundless  gulf  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men, 
Before  the  rapid  streams,  are  borne, 

On  to  the  everlasting  home, 

Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet,  while  the  shore  on  either  side 
Presents  a  gaudy  flatt'ring  show, 

We  gaze  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  source  of  wisdom !  teach  my  heart 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour  ; 

That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure,  and  its  power. 

"1  Ckl"k   Thou  hast  turned  for  me  my  mourning  into 
M.  *J\J        dancing,  6fc.     Psalm  xxx.  11.   P.  M. 

1   GOD  has  turned  my  grief  to  gladness, 
He  has  made  my  heart  rejoice ; 

1  who  lately  pined  in  sadness, 

Now  can  raise  my  thankful  voice : 
Sweet  it  is  the  saints  to  join, 
Sweet  to  call  their  Saviour  mine. 

2  O  how  short  is  his  displeasure  ? 
As  a  moment  it  appears  ; 

Put  his  love  is  without  measure, 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

Still  the  same  through  endless  years . 
Weeping  may  the  night  employ, 
But  the  morning  beams  with  joy. 

3  Jesus  smiles,  and  from  his  favour. 
Life  and  joy  are  found  to  flow ; 

0  for  faith  that  does  not  waver ! 
Lord,  on  me  this  faith  bestow  ; 

Since  thy  promise  changes  not, 
Grant  that  I  may  never  doubt. 

4  Help  me  now,  ye  saints,  to  praise  him  ; 
Join,  ye  angels,  while  we  sing  ; 

Though  our  efforts  cannot  raise  him, 
(What  can  raise  our  glorious  King?) 
Praise  should  never  cease  to  flow ; 
'Tis  the  tribute  that  we  owe. 

ft  *3  JL      God  is  Light  and  Love.  8's  and  7?s.    P.  M 

1  GOD  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 
All  the  path  in  which  we  move  ; 

Bliss  he  forms,  and  wo  he  lightens  : 
God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever : 
Worlds  decay,  and  ages  move  ; 

But  his  mercy  waneth  never : 
God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemet it 
Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove ; 

From  the  mist  his  brightness  streameth : 
God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 
13* 


GO  HYMNS.  <JO 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Every  where  his  glory  shineth : 

God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 

■*  {\£%     Neither  shall  any  plague  come  nigh  thy 
M.  XJ  &  dwelling.     Psalm,  xc.  10. 

1  GOD  of  Israel,  we  adore  Thee ! 

Thou  hast  kept  us  through  the  day ; 
Thus  preserved,  we  come  before  Thee, 

Ours  the  new  and  living  way ! 
Safely  keep  us  through  the  night, 
Guard  us  till  the  morning  light : 

Nor  forsake  us 

Till  Thou  take  us 
Far  from  earth  to  dwell  with  Thee, 
Through  a  bright  eternity. 

ICfcO   Christians  meeting  and  separating  for  the 
tlO  loork  of  God.    CM. 

1  GOD  of  all  consolation  take 
The  glory  of  thy  grace  ! 

Thy  gifts  to  Thee  we  render  back, 
In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 

2  Through  Thee  we  now  together  came, 
In  singleness  of  heart; 

We  met,  O  Jesus,  in  thy  name, 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

3  Present  we  still  in  spirit  are, 
And  intimately  nigh ; 

While  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  prayer 
We  each  to  other  flv. 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

4  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God: 
Our  life  shall  soon  appear, 

And  shed  its  glory  all  abroad, 
In  all  his  members  here. 

5  The  heavenly  treasure  now  we  have 
In  a  vile  house  of  clay ; 

But  he  shall  to  .the  utmost  save, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

6  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend, 
And  fight  our  passage  through : 

Bear  in  our  faithful  minds  the  end, 
And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 


Deliverances  Acknowledged.    L.  M. 


194 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power, 
Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 

Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head ! 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  see : 

Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  Thee. 

3  Oft  hath  the  sea  confessed  thy  power, 
And  given  me  back  at  thy  command ; 

It  could  not,  Lord,  my  life  devour, 
Safe  in  the  hollow  of  thine  hand. 

4  Oft  from  the  margin  of  the  grave, 
Thou,  Lord,  hast  lifted  up  my  head ; 

Sudden,  I  found  Thee  near  to  save ; 
The  fever  owned  thv  touch,  and  fled. 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

5  Whither,  O !  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breast, 

Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest? 

6  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 
But  Thou,  O  Christ  my  wisdom  art : 

I  ever  into  ruin  run ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

7  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known ; 

Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  Thee  alone. 

J.  \J  «3  Parents  praying  for  their  Offspring.   C  M. 

1  GOD  only  wise,  almighty,  good, 
Send  forth  thy  truth  and  light, 

To  point  us  out  the  narrow  road, 

And  guide  our  steps  aright ; 
To  steer  our  dangerous  course  between 

The  rocks  on  either  hand, 
And  fix  us  in  the  golden  mean, 

And  bring  our  charge  to  land. 

2  Made  apt  by  thy  sufficient  grace 
To  teach  as  taught  by  Thee, 

We  come  to  train,  in  all  thy  ways. 

Our  rising  progeny : 
Their  selfish  will  betimes  subdue, 

And  mortify  their  pride, 
And  lend  their  youth  a  sacred  clue 

To  find  the  Crucified. 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

3  We  would  in  every  step  look  up, 
By  thy  example  taught, 

T'  alarm  their  fear,  excite  their  hope? 

And  rectify  their  thought. 
We  would  persuade  them  to  obey, 

With  mildest  zeal  proceed, 
And  never  take  the  harsher  way, 

When  love  will  do  the  deed. 

4  For  this  we  ask,  in  faith  sincere, 
The  wisdom  from  above 

To  touch  their  hearts  with  filial  fear, 

And  pure,  ingenuous  love ; 
To  watch  their  will,  to  sense  inclined, 

Withhold  the  hurtful  food, 
And  gently  bend  their  tender  mind, 

And  draw  their  souls  to  God. 

JL  ^Ff3    Hope  from  the  Gospel  only.    S.  M. 

1  GOD'S  Holy  Law,  transgressed, 
Speaks  nothing  but  despair ; 

Burdened  with  guilt,  with  grief  oppress 
We  find  no  comfort  there. 

2  Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 
Nor  works  which  we  have  done, 

Nor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 

3  Relief  alone  is  found 

In  Jesus'  precious  blood : 
}Tis  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 


GO  HYMNS.  GO 

4  High  lifted  on  the  Cross, 

The  spotless  victim  dies : 
This  is  Salvation's  only  source. 

Hence  all  our  hopes  arise. 

I  J  #       God  glorified  by  the  Death  of  Christ.  L.  M. 

1  GOD'S  Nature  and  his  Name  we  read. 
When  we  behold  the  Saviour  bleed  ; 
And,  when  we  hear  his  dying  groan. 
His  shame  and  grief  explain  our  own  ! 

2  The  lustre  of  the  Holy  Law, 

Thus  honoured,  fills  our  minds  with  awe  ; 
And  Calvary's  scenes  at  once  reveal 
More  love  and  wrath  than  heaven  and  hell. 

3  How  pure  the  truth  which  would  not  spare. 
Thine  equal,  thine  eternal  heir! 

How  great  the  Love  which  freely  gave 
Thy  Son  thine  enemies  to  save ! 

4  Thy  just  Commands,  by  Him  obeyed, 
In  all  their  beauties  stand  displayed  : 
Thy  righteous  Vengeanee,  falling  there. 
Fills  earth  and  heaven  with  holv  fear. 


Of  Faith,  that  it  may  be  by  Grace. 
Rom.  iv.  1G.     S.  iVI. 


198 

1  GRACE  is  the  sweetest  sound 
That  ever  reached  our  ears. 

When  conscience  charged,  and  justice 
frowned, 
'Twas  grace  removed  our  fears. 


GO  HYMNS.  GR 

2  Grace  is  a  theme  indeed, 
A  hope-inspiring  theme, 

'Tis  all  we  can  desire  or  need, 
'Tis  more  than  fancy's  dream. 

3  'Tis  freedom  to  the  slave, 
'Tis  light  and  liberty; 

It  takes  its  terror  from  the  grave, 
'Tis  joy  and  victory. 

4  Grace  is  a  mine  of  wealth 
Laid  open  to  the  poor ; 

Grace  is  the  sovereign  spring  of  health. 
'Tis  life  for  ever  more. 

5  Of  grace  then  let  us  sing, 
A  joyful  wondrous  theme, 

The  God  of  grace  is  Israel's  king, 
And  grace  proceeds  from  him. 

6  We  hope  to  see  his  face, 
With  all  the  saints  above, 

And  sing  for  ever  of  his  grace, 
For  ever  of  his  love. 

JL  *3 \9    Penitent  seeking  Christ.    Can.  ii.  5.    Vs. 

1  GRACIOUS  Lord,  incline  thine  ear : 
My  requests  vouchsafe  to  hear ; 

Sore  distressed  with  guilt  am  I ; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

2  Wealth  and  honour  I  disdain. 
Earthly  comforts,  all  are  vain; 
These  can  never  satisfy ; 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

3  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt; 
Only  take  away  my  guilt ; 
Mourning  at  thy  feet  I  lie ; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  eke  I  die. 

4  All  unholy  and  unclean, 
I  am  nothing  else  but  sin ; 
On  thy  mercy  I  rely ; 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

5  Thou  dost  freely  save  the  lost, 
In  thy  grace  alone  I  trust ; 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply ; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

6  O,  my  God,  what  shall  I  say  2 
Take,  O  take  my  sins  away ; 
Jesus'  blood  to  me  apply, 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

7  Father,  dost  thou  seem  to  frown  ? 
I  take  shelter  in  thy  Son ; 

Jesus !  to  thine  arms  I  fly ; 
Come  and  save  me,  or  I  die. 

0  f\f\  God's  goodness  renewed  every  Morning 
<&\J\J  and  Evening.     CM. 

1  GREAT  God !  my  early  vows  to  thee 
With  gratitude  I'll  bring ; 

And  at  the  rosy  dawn  of  day 
Thy  lofty  praises  sing. 

2  Thou,  round  the  heavenly  arch  dost  draw 
A  dark  and  sable  veil, 

And  all  the  beauties  of  the  world, 
From  mortal  eyes  conceal 


OR  HYMNS.  GR 

3  Again  the  sky  with  golden  beams 
Thy  skilful  hands  adorn, 

And  paint  with  cheerful  splendour  gay 
The  fair  ascending  morn. 

4  And  as  the  gloomy  night  returns. 
Or  smiling  day  renews, 

Thy  constant  goodness  still  my  soul 
With  benefits  pursues. 

5  For  this  will  I  my  vows  to  thee 
With  evening  incense  bring ; 

And  at  the  rosy  dawn  of  day 
Thy  lofty  praises  sing. 


Praise  for  dry  weather  in  Harvest.  C.  M. 


201 

1  GREAT  God,  to  Thee,  with  cheerful  songs, 
Our  humble  thanks  we  bring ; 

Accept  the  praises  of  our  lips, 
O,  Thou  most  bounteous  king. 

2  Thou  hast  dispersed  the  watery  clouds, 
And  cleared  the  darkened  sky; 

To  Thee  we  raise  our  grateful  notes, 
Who  brought  salvation  nigh. 

3  O  may  the  sons  of  Adam  know, 
That  God  will  lend  an  ear 

To  souls,  who  at  His  footstool  bow 
To  Him  in  humble  prayer 
14 


OR  HYMNS.  GR 

£%J £    Evening  Hymn.    Prov.  iii.  24.    L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song, 
With  humble  gratitude,  I  raise; 

0  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  Mercy,  that  rich  unbounded  store, 
Does  my  unnumbered  wants  relieve  ; 

Among  thy  daily  craving  poor, 
On  thy  all-bounteous  hand  I  live. 

3  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 
And  every  gentle  rolling  hour, 

Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

4  Thy  love  and  power,  celestial  guard, 
Preserve  me  from  surrounding  harms  :— 

Can  danger  reach  me,  while  the  Lord 
Extends  his  kind  protecting  arms? 

5  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 
Of  Jesus; — his  dear  name  alone 

1  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 

And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

6  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close, 
With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame ; 

Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 
And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

4UO  Prayer  for  Grace.    C.  M. 

1  GREAT  author  of  each  perfect  gift. 
Thy  sovereign  grace  display: 


;   GR  HYMNS.  GR 

That  our  rebellious  roving  hearts 
May  hearken  and  obey. 

;   2  Inspired  by  Thee,  our  feeble  souls 
Shall  pass  victorious  on ; 
As  the  faint  dawning  light  improves 
To  ail  the  blaze  of  noon. 


C%  f\  /•      By  the  Children  at  a  Charity  School 
frXJ-*:  Sermon.    P.  M. 

1  GREAT  God !  our  voice  to  Thee  we  raise. 
Tune  thou  our  lips  and  hearts  with  praise, 

Thy  goodness  to  adore : 
Our  life,  our  health,  and  every  friend, 
From  Thee  arise,  on  Thee  depend, 

Kind  Father  of  the  poGr ! 

2  Stretch  o'er  our  heads  thy  guardian  wings, 
Secure  the  weak,  O  King  of  kings ! 

Our  Shield  and  Refuge  be : 
Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  conduct  our  youth, 
Through  Christ,  the  Life,  the  Way,  the 
Truth, 

That  we  may  come  to  Thee ! 

3  While  friends  their  generous  aid  afford, 
Accept  the  kind  intention,  Lord, 

And  crown  it  with  thy  love ; 
Then  joy  shall  tune  our  humble  songs, 
Till  we  shall  join  immortal  tongues 

In  nobler  praise  above. 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

^U3        Sunday- School  Hymn.    C.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  !  to  Thee,  a  youthful  band, 
We  raise  our  humble  prayer ; 

And  bless  thy  kind  and  gracious  hand, 
For  all  the  good  we  share. 

2  Once,  with  a  helpless,  hopeless  throng. 
Even  on  thy  holy  day, 

In  sin  we  held  our  course  along, 
And  trifled  time  away. 

3  Unknown,  untutored,  and  forlorn, 
We  sought  the  downward  road ; 

Far  on  the  stream  of  pleasure  borne, 
From  happiness  and  God. 

4  Now  let  the  word  of  truth  divine 
Our  earliest  thoughts  engage ; 

On  life's  unfolding  prospect  shine, 
And  crown  our  growing  age. 


306 


The  Last  Judgment.    P.  M. 


1  GREAT  God  !  what  do  I  see  and  hear! 
The  end  of  things  created  ! 

Behold  the  Judge  of  man  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  ! 
The  trumpet  sounds !  the  graves  restore 
The  dead,  which  they  contained  before  ! 

Prepare,  my  soul !  to  meet  Him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise. 
M  the  last,  trumpet's  sounding; 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

Caught  up  to  meet  Him  in  the  skies 
With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding; 

No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 

His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 
On  those  prepared  to  meet  Him. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 
Behold  his  wrath  prevailing; 

For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing: 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone  ! 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  Him. 

4  Great  God !  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 
The  end  of  things  created ! 

Behold  the  Judge  of  man  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  ! 
Low  at  his  Cross,  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  Him, 

1W  \3  4      ChrisVs  peaceful  Kingdom.    L.  M., 

1  GREAT  God  !  whom  heaven,  and  earth 

and  sea, 
With  all  their  countless  hosts,  obey; 
Upheld  by  Thee  the  nations  stand, 
And  empires  fall  at  thy  command. 

2  Beneath  thy  long  expected  ire 
Let  every  Antichrist  expire : 

Thy  knowledge  spread  from  sea  to  sea. 
Till  everv  nation  bows  to  Thee. 
14* 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

3  Then  shew  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Command  the  din  of  war  to  cease  : 
With  sacred  love  the  world  inspire, 

And  burn  its  chariots  in  the  fire. 

4  In  sunder  break  each  warlike  spear ; 
Let  all  the  Saviour's  ensigns  wear : 
The  Universal  Sabbath  prove — 

The  utmost  rest  of  Christian  Love ! 

5  The  world  shall  then  no  discord  know, 
But,  hand  in  hand,  to  Canaan  go ; 
Jesus,  the  peaceful  King,  adore, 

And  learn  the  art  of  war  no  more. 

/■50o        Prayer  for  Youth.    S.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  !  with  heart  and  tongue., 
For  all  our  Youth  we  pray  ; 

Oh  may  they  learn,  while  they  are  young9 
To  walk  in  wisdom's  way  ! 

2  Now,  in  their  early  days, 
Teach  them  thy  will  to  know ; 

O  God,  thy  sanctifying  grace 
On  every  heart  bestow  ! 

3  Make  their  defenceless  youth 
The  object  of  thy  care ; 

Cause  them  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  every  snare. 

4  Their  hearts,  to  folly  prone, 
Renew  by  power  divine ; 

Unite  them  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  them  wholly  Thine. 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

5  Lord,  let  thy  Sacred  Word 
Their  warmest  thoughts  employ; 

There  let  them  ;;ady  mid  the  road 
Which  leads  to  endless  joy. 

*}  £\Ck  Divt7ie  Goodness  in  moderating  Affliction, 

1  GREAT  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame! 
We  own  thy  power  divine; 

We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way, 
They  work  thy  sovereign  will ; 

And,  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 
To  them  that  seek  thy  face ; 

And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

A  JL  \3     Thanksgiving  for  Peace.    L.  M. 

1  GREAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skiesi 
A  word  of  thine  Almighty  breath 

Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise : 

Thy  smile  is  life — thy  frown  is  death ! 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 
And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign ; 

And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 

And  slaughter  dyes  the  hostile  plains — 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  camly  down, 
And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their 

power: 


GR  HYMNS.  GB 

Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 

And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord  ! 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  will ; 

And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

5  To  thee  we  raise  our  grateful  songs, 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore, 

0  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongue?, 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore  ! 

6  J.   M.      Hie  Justice  and  Goodness  of  God.    L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God,  my  Maker,  and  my  King, 
Of  thee  I'll  speak,  ofth.ee  I'll  sing; 

All  thou  hast  done,  and  all  thou  dost, 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  just. 

2  Thy  ancient  thoughts,  and  firm  decrees, 
Thy  threatenings,  and  thy  promises. 
The  joys  of  heaven,  the  pains  of  hell, 
What  angels  taste,  what  devils  feel : 

3  Thy  terrors  and  thine  acts  of  grace. 
Thy  threatening  rod  and  smiling  lace, 
Thy  wounding,  and  thy  healing  word. 
A  world  undone,  a  world  restored: 

4  While  these  excite  my  fear  and  joy; 
While  these  my  tuneful  lips  employ; 
Accept,  ()  Lord,  the  humble  song, 
The  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue, 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

£\  -j  £%     Sinn' *s  increase  prayed  for.  Isa.  lxii.  6,  7. 

1  GREAT  Lord  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 
Thy  minister's  and  people's  prayer: 
Perfumed  by  thee,  O  may  it  rise 

Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  May  e^ery  pastor  from  above 
Be  new  inspired  with  zeal  and  love 
To  watch  thy  flock,  thy  flock  to  feed. 
And  sow  with  care  the  precious  seed. 

3  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace. 
Heal  all  our  breaches,  grant  us  peace  ; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

4  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive. 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice  and  live, 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find. 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

5  May  aged  saints,  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness ; 

And  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

6  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise, 
And  weeping  sow  the  seed  of  praise, 
In  humble  hope  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Thy  minister's  and  people's  prayer. 

&  m.  O     Going  to  a  new  Habitation.    C.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent. 
Let  us  an  altar  raise  : 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

And  there,  with  humhle  frame,  present 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

2  To  thee  we  give  our  health  and  strength. 
While  health  and  strength  shall  last-, 

For  future  mercies  humbly  trust, 
Nor  e'er  forget  the  past. 

£  JL  TT  New-  Year's  Day.    L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  we  sing  that  mighty  Hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand : 

The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows; 
Let  mercy  crown  it,  till  the  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  ffuardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  dayB. 

5  When  death  shal]  interrupt  these  songs. 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues; 

Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust. 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

&  J.  £>     Pardoning  God,    Matt,  xviii.  27.     P.  31. 

1  GREAT  God  of  wonders,  all  thy  ways 
Are  matchless,  godlike,  and  divine; 

But  the  fair  glories  of  thy  grace 

More  godlike  and  unrivalled  shine. 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

2  Crimes  of  such  horror  to  forgive ; 
Such  guilty,  daring  worms  to  spare 

This  is  thy  grand  prerogative, 

And  none  shall  in  the  honour  share. 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

3  Angels  and  men,  resign  your  claim 
To  pity,  mercy,  love  and  grace  ; 

These  glories  crown  Jehovah's  name 

With  an  incomparable  blaze  : 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  1 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

4  In  wonder  lost,  with  trembling  joy, 
We  take  the  pardon  of  our  God ; 

Pardon  for  crimes  of  deepest  dye, 

A  pardon  bought  with  Jesus'  blood. 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

5  Oh  may  this  strange,  this  matchless  grace? 
This  godlike  miracle  of  love, 

Fill  the  wide  earth  with  grateful  praise, 

And  all  th'  angelic  choirs  above  ! 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free? 


GR  HYMNS.  GR 

£>  1  £*     For  the  Morning  of  the  Lord's  Day. 
i   II)  P.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  Thine, 
Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers; 

Gladly  we  now  to  Thee  resign 

These  solemn,  these  devoted  hours! 
O  may  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  Grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne  ! 

2  Hence,  ye  vain  cares  and  trifles,  fly ; 
Where  God  resides  appear  no  more : — 

Redeemer  !  thine  all-piercing  eye 

Can  every  secret  thought  explore : 
O  may  thy  Grace  our  bosoms  move, 
And  fix  our  thoughts  on  things  above. 

3  Thy  Spirit's  powerful  aid  impart. 
And  bid  thy  Word,  with  life  divine, 

Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart, 

Then  shall  the  Day  indeed  be  thine : 
Then  shall  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  Grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 


A  Prayer  for  Success  to  Missio7is.  L.  M 


317 

1  GREAT  God  of  glory  show  thy  face, 
And  crown  our  efforts  with  thy  grace ; 
In  heathen  lands  thy  gospel  bless, 
And  here  secure  its  large  increase. 

2  Let  Jews  and  Gentiles,  bond  and  free, 
Embrace  salvation,  Lord,  by  thee ; 
While  those  who  now  in  darkness  dwell. 
Deliverance  sing  from  guilt  and  hell 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

3  Millions  there  are  on  heathen  ground. 
Who  never  heard  the  gospel's  sound ; 
O  send  it  forth,  and  let  it  run, 

Swift  and  reviving  as  the  sun. 

4  O,  look  on  those,  who  stand  to  tell 
Sinners  the  way  that  leads  from  hell : 
Guide  thou  their  lips,  their  hearts  unite ; 
Teach  them  to  act  as  in  thy  sight. 

5  To  those  who  give  do  thou  impart 
A  generous,  wise,  and  tender  heart; 
Lord,  crown  their  zeal,  reward  their  care, 
That  in  thy  grace  they  all  may  share. 

6  Let  many  stand  around  thy  throne, 
From  different  climes,  let  many  own, 
The  banner  of  the  cross  unfurled 
Has  saved  from  hell  a  ruined  world. 


H 

i>  "i  O^    Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 
/il9  P.  M. 

1  HAIL  the  day  that  sees  him  rise. 
Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes : 
Christ  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Re-ascends  his  native  heaven, 
There  the  mighty  conqueror  waits, 
"  Lift  your  heads  eternal  gates ! 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene. 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in." 
15 


HA  HYMNS. 

2  Circled  round  with  angel  powers, 
Their  triumphant  Lord  and  ours, 
Conqueror  o'er  death,  hell,  and  sin. 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in  : 

Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  love  the  earth  he  leaves , 
Though  returned  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

3  See,  he  lifts  his  hands  above ; 
See,  he  shows  the  prints  of  love ; 
Hark !  his  gracious  lips  bestow 
Blessings  on  his  church  below : 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads; 
Next  himself  prepares  our  place, 
Saviour  of  the  human  race. 

4  Master  (may  we  ever  say) 
Taken  from  our  head  to-day 
See  thy  faithful  servants,  see  ! 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee ! 

Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight. 
High  above  yon  azure  height, 
Grant  our  hearts  may  thither  rise 
Seeking  Thee  beyond  the  skies. 

5  Ever  upward  may  we  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love ; 
Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come, 
Longing,  panting  after  home ! 
There  may  we  with  thee  remain 
Partners  of  thine  endless  reign ; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  see, 
Find  our  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee' 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

A  1  *9        The  Fountain  of  Life.  P.  M, 

1  HAIL,  Everlasting  Spring ! 

Celestial  Fountain,  hail ! 
Thy  streams  Salvation  bring, 

Thy  waters  never  fail: 
Still  they  endure ;         And  still  they  flow, 
For  all  our  wo  A  sovereign  cure. 

2  Blest  be  his  wounded  side, 

And  blest  his  bleeding  heart ; 
Who  all  in  anguish  died 

Such  favours  to  impart ! 
His  sacred  blood  Shall  make  us  clean 

From  every  sin,  And  fit  for  God. 

3  To  that  dear  source  of  love 

Our  souls  this  day  would  come : 
And  thither,  from  above, 

Lord,  call  the  nations  home: 
That  Jew  and  Greek,  With  rapturous  songs 
On  all  their  tongues,    Thy  praise  may  speak. 

A  A  %  J     Christian  Love.    Gal.  iii.  28.    C.  M. 

1  HAIL,  everlasting  Prince  of  peace ! 
Hail,  Governor  divine ! 

How  gracious  is  thy  sceptre's  sway ! 
What  gentle  laws  are  thine ! 

2  Thy  tender  heart  with  love  o'erflowed, 
Love  spoke  in  every  breath, 

Vigorous  it  reigned  through  all  thy  life, 
And  triumphed  in  thy  death. 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

3  All  these  united  charms  how  strong 
Our  stubborn  hearts  to  move ! 

And  this  the  proof  of  love  to  thee, 
"  That  we  each  other  love." 

4  O  be  the  sacred  law  fulfilled 
In  every  act  and  thought: 

Each  angry  passion  far  removed. 
Each  selfish  view  forgot. 

5  Be  all  our  hearts  dilated  wide 
By  our  Redeemer's  grace, 

And  in  one  grasp  of  fervent  love, 
His  followers  ail  embrace. 

/w/i  1    Converting  Grace.  Psalm  xlv.  3—5.    C.  M. 

1  HAIL!  mighty  Jesus!  how  divine 
Is  thy  victorious  sword  ! 

The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

2  The  strongest  holds  of  satan  yield 
To  thine  all-conquering  hand  ; 

When  once  thy  glorious  arm's  revealed, 
No  creature  can  withstand. 

3  Deep  are  the  wounds  thv  arrows  give 
They  pierce  the  hardest  heart ; 

Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive, 
And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 

4  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh; 
Ride  with  majestic  sway  : 

Go  forth,  sweet  Prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

5  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete, 
And  all  the  chosen  race 

Shall,  round  the  throne  of  glory,  meet 
To  sing  thy  conquering  grace ; 

6  O  may  my  humhle  soul  be  found 
Among  that  favoured  band  ! 

And  I,  with  them,  thy  praise  will  sound 
Throughout  ImmanuePs  land. 


Christ  Crucified  and  Glorified.    8's.  &  7's. 


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1  HAIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus! 
Hail,  derided,  injured  King ! 

Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us : 
Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 

2  Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 
Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  I 

By  thy  merits  we  find  favour, 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

3  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
All  our  sins  were  on  thee  laid ! 

For  the  glorious  work  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made ! 

4  All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 
Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood : 

Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

5  Jesus,  hail,  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  abide ! 

All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee^ 
S.eated  at  thv  Father's  side. 
15* 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

6  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading. 
There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  ; 

Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

C%  C%  f>  Praise  to  the  Deliverer.  1  Cor.  xv.  56.  57. 
/£/£$>  P.M. 

1  HAIL !  to  the  sovereign  power  which  broke. 
The  strength  of  sins  tyrannic  yoke, 

And  Freed  our  captive  race ; 
Did  all  the  rage  of  hell  confound, 
And  gave  to  death  its  fatal  wound  : 

All  hail  victorious  grace  ! 

2  Hail !  to  the  friend  of  human  kind, 
Who  his  celestial  throne  resigned, 

To  succour  man  distrest ; 
Who  could  unnumbered  wrongs  forgive. 
Who  groaned  the  rebel  to  relieve, 

And  died  to  make  him  blest ! 

3  To  Thee  our  lives,  our  souls  we  owe. 
Our  peace,  and  purest  joys  below, 

And  brighter  hopes  above  : 
Then  let  our  lives  and  all  that's  ours,    * 
Our  souls,  our  passions,  and  our  powers. 

Be  sacred  to  thy  love. 

4  O  when  shall  that  great  day  arise, 
When,  in  full  glory,  to  our  eyes, 

Thy  beauties  shall  appear ! 
Then,  with  a  far  more  noble  strain, 
We'll  praise  thee  on  the  blissful  plain. 

Through  heaven's  eternal  year. 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

?5>54-  Happiness.     P.  M. 

1  HAPPINESS,  thou  lovely  name ! 
Where's  thy  seat,  O  tell  me  where  ? 

Learning,  pleasure,  wealth,  and  fame. 

All  cry  out,  "  It  is  not  here  :" 
Not  the  wisdom  of  the  wise, 
Can  inform  me  where  it  lies : 
Not  the  grandeur  of  the  great. 
Can  the  bliss  I  seek  create. 

2  Object  of  my  first  desire. 
Jesus,  crucified  for  me  ! 

All  to  happiness  aspire, 

Only  to  be  found  in  thee  : 
Thee  to  praise,  and  thee  to  know. 
Constitute  our  bliss  below  ! 
Thee  to  see,  and  thee  to  love. 
Constitute  our  bliss  above. 

3  Lord,  it  is  not  life  to  live. 
If  thy  presence  thou  deny : 

Lord,  if  thou  thy  presence  give4. 

5Tis  no  longer  death  to  die : 
Source  and  giver  of  repose, 
Singly  from  thy  smile  it  flows : 
Peace  and  happiness  are  thine. 
Mine  they  are,  if  thou  art  mine. 

4  Whilst  I  feel  thy  love  to  me, 
Every  object  teems  with  joy ■  • 

Here,  O  may  I  walk  with  thee^ 
Then  ipto  thy  presence  die  ! 


HA  HYMNS  HA 

Let  me  but  thyself  possess, 
Total  sum  of  happiness ! 
Real  bliss  I  then  shall  prove ; 
Heaven  below  and  heaven  above. 

&&&     True  Wisdom.     Prov.  iii.  13- 18.     L.  M. 

1  HAPPY  the  man,  who  finds  the  grace — 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race ; 

The  wisdom  coming  Irom  above, 
And  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  description  he, 

Who  knows  the  "Saviour  died  fcr  me," 
The  gift  unspeakable  obtains, 
And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace  ; 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  preler, 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  with  her. 

4  He  finds,  who  wisdom  apprehends, 
A  life  begun  that  never  ends  j 

The  tree  of  life  divine  she  is, 
Set  in  the  midst  of  paradise. 

5  Happy  the  man,  who  wisdom  gains, 
In  whose  obedient  heart  she  reigns ; 
He  owns,  and  will  for  ever  own, 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven,  are  one. 

^Z^Zij         The  Happiness  of  the  Godly.     L.  M. 

1  HAPPY  the  men,  whose  bliss  supreme, 
Flows  from  a  source  on  high. 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

And  flows  in  one  perpetual  stream, 
When  earthly  springs  are  dry. 

2  Contentment  makes  their  little — more  ; 
And  sweetens  good  possessed  ; 

While  faith  foretastes  the  joys  in  store, 
And  makes  them  doubly  blessed. 

3  If  Providence  their  comforts  shroud, 
And  dark  distresses  lower, 

Hope  paints  its  rainbow  on  the  cloud, 
And  grace  shines  through  the  shower. 

4  What  troubles  can  their  hearts  o'erwhelm. 
Who  view  a  Saviour  near  ? 

Whose  Father  sits  and  guides  the  helm ; 
Whose  voice  forbids  their  fear  ? 

5  Let  tempests  rage,  and  billows  rise, 
And  mortal  firmness  shrink  ; 

Their  anchor  fastens  in  the  skies ; 
Their  bark  no  storm  can  sink ! 

6  God  is  their  joy  and  portion  still, 
When  earthly  good  retires  ; 

And  shall  their  hearts  sustain  and  fill. 
When  earth  itself  expires. 

55  ^5  §  The  Song  of  Angels.    Luke  ii.  14.    7's. 

1  HARK !  the  herald  angels  sing — 
"  Glory  to  the  New-born  King ! 
Glory  in  the  highest  heaven, 
Peace  on  earth,  and  man  forgiven.'* 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise  ! 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies  ; 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem  ! 

3  Christ  by  highest  heaven  adored, 
Christ,  the  Everlasting  Lord  ; 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Offspring  of  a  virgin's  womb ! 

4  Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see, 
Hail  the  Incarnate  Deity  ! 
Pleased  as  man  with  man  to  dwell, 
Jesus  our  Immanuel. 

5  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness ! 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

6  Lo !  He  lays  his  glory  by ! 
Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die : 
Born,  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth ; 
Born,  to  give  them  second  birth. 

7  Sing  we  then,  with  angels  sing — 
"  Glory  to  the  New-born  King  ! 
Glory  in  the  highest  heaven, 
Peace  on  earth,  and  man  forgiven." 

1  HARK!  the  Song  of  Jubilee, 
Loud — as  mighty  thunders  roar  : 

Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore — 

2  Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord, 
God  Omnipotent,  shall  reign  : 


Un  iversal  Reign  of  Christ.    7's. 


HA  HVMNS.  HA 

Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

3  Hallelujah ! — hark  !  the  sound, 
From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 

Wake's  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonies  f 

4  See  Jehovah's  banners  furled, 
Sheathed  his  sword  !  He  speaks— -'tis  done. 

And  the  Kingdoms  of  this  world 
Are  the  Kingdom  of  his  Son. 

5  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 
With  illimitable  sway : 

He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 
Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away  ! 

6  Then  the  end — beneath  his  rod, 
Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 

Hallelujah  !  Christ  in  God, 
God  in  Christ,  is  All  in  AIL 


"  Come  and  help  us  /"    C.  M. 


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1  HARK  !  what  mean  those  lamentations* 
Rolling  sadly  through  the  sky  ? 

Tis  the  cry  of  Heathen  Nations — 
"  Come  and  help  us,  or  we  die  !" 

2  Hear  the  Heathen's  sad  complaining, 
Christians  !  hear  their  dying  cry  -, 

And,  the  love  of  Christ  constraining, 
Haste  to  help  them,  ere  they  die. 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

/SOU    Lovest  thou?ne?  Jolmxxi.  16.    7's. 

1  HARK,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
;Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee : 

"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me? 

2  "  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  wounded,  healed  thy  wound, 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love. 
Higher  than  the  heights  above; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath. 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shall  be, 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me  V1 
0  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore, 
Oh  for  grace  to  love  thee  more ! 


We  have  seen  his  star  in  the  east,  and  have 
come  to  worship  him.     Matt.  ii.  2.     7's. 


231 

1  HARK  !  what  sounds  salute  our  ears. 
Christ  the  Lord,  at  length  appears  : 


MA  HYMNS.  HA 

"  Unto  us  a  Son  is  given," 

Angels  bring  the  news  from  heaven. 

2  Come,  ye  saints,  arise  and  sing, 
Glory  be  to  God  our  King ! 

u  Unto  us  a  child  is  born," 
Zion  is  no  more  forlorn, 

3  Who  are  these  that  come  from  far, 
Led  by  Jacob's  rising  star  ? 

Lo,  they  gather  like  a  cloud ; 

Or,  as  doves,  their  windows  crowd. 

4  Strangers  these,  to  Zion  come, 
There  to  seek  a  peaceful  home ; 
Zion  wonders  at  the  sight ; 
Zion  feels  a  strange  delight. 

5  Zion  now  no  more  shall  sigh  ; 
God  will  raise  her  glory  high : 
He  will  send  a  large  increase ; 
He  will  give  her  people  peace. 

6  Sons  of  Zion,  sing  aloud, 
See  her  sky  without  a  cloud : 
God  will  make  her  joy  complete  ; 
Zion's  sun  shall  never  set, 

&  O  &     Sing  unto  the  Lord.    Isa.  xii.  5.    L.  M 

1  HARK  !  how  the  distant  nations  sing5 
The  mountains  and  the  valleys  ring ; 
And  while  they  welcome  Jacob's  star. 
With  joy  we  listen  from  afar. 

2  'Tis  Jacob's  star  that  sheds  its  light 
On  lands  till  now  involved  in  night. 

16 


HA  HYMNS.  -       HA 

And  gives  the  promise  of  a  day, 
Whose  glories  never  fade  away. 

3  For  joy  of  this,  the  people  sing, 
For  joy  of  this,  the  mountains  ring ; 

.  A  cheerful  and  a  blessed  sound, 
'Twill  spread,  ere  long,  the  world  around. 

4  A  day  of  promise  such  as  this 
The  cause  of  joy  and  wonder  is ; 
We  wonder,  and  we  praise  the  Lord, 
We  own  the  triumphs  of  his  word. 

5  The  God  of  Israel  glorious  is, 
The  kingdom  and  the  power  are  his; 
While  foes,  ere  long,  must  own  his  claim, 
His  friends  shall  triumph  in  his  name : 

6  Shall  triumph  in  his  name  that  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away> 
God's  chosen  and  appointed  heirs, 

The  bright  inheritance  is  theirs. 

£\  O  O  Blessed  are  the  Dead  ichich  die  in  the  Lord. 
/^OO  Rev.  xiv.  13.  P.  M. 

1  HARK !  a  voice,  it  cries  from  heaven, 
(i  Happy  in  the  Lord  who  die !" 

Happy  they  to  whom  'tis  given 
From  a  world  of  grief  to  fly ! 
They  indeed  are  truly  blest, 
From  their  labour  then  they  rest. 

2  AU  their  toil  and  conflicts  over, 
"to !  they  dwell  with  Christ  above ; 

Q  what  glories  they  discover 
In  the  Saviour  whom  they  love ! 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

Now  they  see  him  face  to  face, 
Him  who  saved  them  by  his  grace. 
3  'Tis  enough,  enough  for  ever, 

'Tis  his  people's  bright  reward  ; 
They  are  blest  indeed,  who  never 

Shall  be  absent  from  the  Lord; 

0  that  we  may  die  like  those 
Who  in  Jesus  then  repose ! 

40  X  His  name  is  Wonderful.    Isa.  ix.  6.    L.  M, 

1  HARK !  hark !  what  news  the  Angels 

bring ! 
Glad  tidings  of  the  new-born  King ; 
The  promised  Saviour  of  mankind  ; 
Sinners!  in  Him  Salvation  find. 

2  This  is  the  day,  and  this  the  morn, 
Which  hailed  th'  Almighty  Saviour  born, 
Born  of  the  Holy  Virgin  pure, 

Born  without  sin,  from  guilt  secure. 

3  Hail !  perfect  God,  and  perfect  Man ! 
Thy  wondrous  birth  what  mind  shall  scan? 
In  vain  the  highest  Seraph  tries 

To  search  thy  love's  deep  mysteries. 

4  If  Angels  sung  at  Jesus'  birth, 
What  cause  for  holy  joy  on  earth ! 
For  us  our  feeble  flesh  he  took  ; 
For  us  the  realms  of  light  forsook. 

5  Stupendous  Child  !  my  God  and  King  ! 
Tho  wonders  of  thy  love  I'll  sing ; 


HA  HYMNS.  HA 

To  grateful  accents  tune  my  voice. 
And,  while  I  live,  in  Thee  rejoice. 

OOfJ    The  Glory  of  the  Latter  Day.    Isa.  ii.  2—4 

1  HARK !  a  cry  among  the  nations — 
"  Come,  and  let  us  seek  the  Lord ! 

Vain  our  former  expectations : 

Vain  the  idols  we  adored  : 
Zion's  King  is  God  alone, 
Let  us  bow  before  his  throne." 

2  See  !  from  every  quarter  flowing, 
Joyful  crowds  assemble  round  ! 

Love  in  every  heart  is  glowing, 

Praise  is  heard  in  every  sound. 
While  Jehovah  shows  his  face, 
Glory  fills  the  sacred  place. 

3  Weapons,  meant  for  mutual  slaughter, 
Now  are  instruments  of  peace  : 

They  who  taste  the  living  water 

Learn  from  war  and  strife  to  cease. 
Jesus  reigns !  the  earth  is  still ! 
All  the  nations  do  his  will ! 

C%  O^    The.  Universal  Reign  of  Christ.  Rev.  xi.  15, 
^Ol)  xiv.  3.    L.  M. 

1  HARK  !  what  triumphant  strains  are 

these, 
Which  echo  through  the  vault  of  heaven! 
To  Jesus,  once  on  Calvary  Blain, 
The  kingdoms  of  the  earth  are  given., 


HA  HYMNS.       '  HA 

2  Hark  f  the  new  song  before  the  throne. 
Which  only  the  redeemed  can  raise ! 
Angels  may  tuno  their  golden  harps, 
But  cannot  reach  these  notes  of  praise. 

3  They  worship  our  Exalted  Lord, 
And  hail  Him  universal  King ; 
But  saints,  the  purchase  of  his  blood, 
Can  strike  a  sweeter,  nobler  string. 

4  The  wonders  of  his  dying  love 
Their  hallelujahs  loud  proclaim  ; 
While,  with  extatic  joy  they  shout 
New  honours  to  his  Sacred  Name. 

5  From  every  kindred,  every  tongue, 
From  barbarous  nations  long  unknown, 
From  polished  Greeks,  and  Scythians  rude. 
A  countless  host  surround  the  throne — 

6  In  robes  of  spotless  white  arrayed, 
And  palms  of  victory  in  their  hand, 
With  holy  wonder  and  delight, 
The  trophies  of  his  grace  they  stand. 

/•Jf       Thy  Kingdom  come.    Matt.  vi.  10.    L.  M 

1  HAST  thou  not  said,  almighty  God, 
The  humble  heart  is  thine  abode  ? 
Erect  thy  kingdom,  Lord,  within. 
And  let  thy  grace  subdue  our  sin. 

2  To  distant  lands  thy  gospel  send, 
And  thus  thv  empire  wide  extend: 
To  Gentile,  Turk,  and  stubborn  Jew; 
Great  King  of  grace,  salvation  shew. 

16* 


HA  TTYMN8.  HA 

3  Where'er  thy  light  and  sun  arise, 
Thy  name,  O  God,  immortalize ! 
May  nations  yet  unborn,  confess 
Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness. 

/^OO         The  Sinner  Hastened.    L.  M. 

1  HASTEN,  O  sinner!  to  be  wise, 
And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun 

The  longer  Wisdom  you  despise 
The  harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  O  hasten,  mercy  to  implore, 
And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun : 

Lest  thy  brief  season  should  be  o'er, 
Before  this  evening  stage  be  run. 

3  Oh  hasten,  sinner !  to  return, 
And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun ; 

For  fear  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Before  the  needful  work  is  done. 

4  Oh  hasten,  sinner !  to  be  blest, 
And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun , 

For  fear  the  curse  should  thee  arrest, 
Before  to-morrow  is  begun, 

5  O  Lord  !  do  Thou  the  sinner  turn  ! 
Now  rouse  him  from  his  senseless  state  ! 

Oh  let  him  not  thy  counsel  spurn, 
Nor  rue  his  fatal  choice  too  late ! 


The  Dying  SainVs  Adieu.    P.  M. 


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1  HASTE,  my  spirit,  fly  away, 
'Tis  thy  gracious  Saviour  calls] 


HE  HYMNS.  HE 

Leave  this  tenement  of  clay, 

Quit  its  broken  shattered  walls ; 
Through  these  ruins  I  descry 
Gleams  of  immortality. 

2  Cease,  my  friends,  to  weep  for  me, 
I  should  rather  mourn  for  you ; 

Every  wo  and  sin  I  flee, 

Christ  and  heaven  are  in  my  view ; 
Dare  not  wish  my  soul  to  stay, 
Angels  beckon  me  away. 

3  God  hath  sent  his  envoy,  death  : 
Earthly  blessings  I  resign : 

Lord,  to  thee  I  yield  my  breath, 

Take  this  ransomed  soul  of  mine: 
And  my  song  of  joy  shall  be 
Ceaseless  as  eternity. 

z^TtO       Intercessor.    Heb.  vii.  25.    L.  M. 

1  HE  lives !  the  great  Redeemer  lives ! 
(What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  !) 
And  now  before  his  father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 
And  justice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears ; 
But  in  a  Saviour's  lovely  face, 

Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts ! 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise ; 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies, 


HE  HYMNS.  HE 

4  In  every  dark  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  in  his  heart. 

5  Great  advocate,  almighty  friend,— 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend : 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 

For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

£">  /•    "i     Walking  in  Darkness,  and  trusting  in 
&*-*:  I  God.    Isa.  i.  31.    C.  M. 

1  HEAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan. 
To  thee  1  breathe  my  sighs : 

When  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone? 
And  when  my  joys  arise  1 

2  My  God — O  could  I  make  the  claim— 
My  Father  and  my  friend — 

And  call  thee  mine  by  every  name, 
On  which  thy  saints  depend  ! 

3  By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 
I  would  thy  grace  entreat: 

Nor  should  my  humble  hopes  remove, 
Nor  leave  thy  sacred  seat. 

4  Yet  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 
Thy  word  is  all  my  stay; 

Here  I  would  rest  till  light  returns, 
Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

5  Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 
Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 

O  smile,  and  bid  my  sorrows  cease. 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 


HE  HYMNS.  HE 

6  Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise, 

And  bless  thy  healing  rays, 
And  change  these  deep  complaining  sighs 

For  songs  of  sacred  praise. 


Preparation  for  Heaven.    L.  M. 


243 

1  HEAVEN  is  a  place  of  rest  from  sin, 
But  all  who  hope  to  enter  there, 

Must  here  that  holy  course  begin, 

Which  shall  their  souls  for  rest  prepare* 

2  Clean  hearts,  O  God,  in  us  create, 
Right  spirits,  Lord,  in  us  renew ; 

Commence  we  now  that  higher  state, 
Now  do  thy  will  as  angels  do. 

3  A  life  in  heaven ! — Oh  what  is  this  ? 
The  sum  of  all  that  faith  believed  ; 

Fulness  of  joy,  and  depths  of  bliss, 
Unseen,  unfathomed,  unconceived. 

4  While  thrones,  dominions,  princedoms, 

powers, 
And  saints  made  perfect,  triumph  thus, 
A  goodly  heritage  is  ours, 

There  is  a  heaven  on  earth  for  us. 

5  The  Church  of  Christ,  the  school  of  grac 
The  Spirit  teaching  by  the  word ; 

In  those  our  Saviour's  steps  we  trace, — 
By  this  his  living  voice  is  heard. 

6  Firm  in  his  footsteps  mav  we  tread, 
Learn  every  lesson  of  his  love 


HE  HYMNS.  HE 

And  be  from  grace  to  glory  led, 
From  heaven  below  to  heaven  above. 

t&'^-fcti  Children  Praying.    C.  M. 

1  HEAR,  Lord,  the  song  of  praise  and 

prayer, 
In  heaven  thy  dwelling-place, 
From  children  made  the  public  care, 
And  taught  to  seek  thy  face. 

2  Thanks  for  thy  Word,  and  for  thy  Day, 
And  grant  us,  we  implore, 

Never  to  waste  in  sinful  play 
Thy  holy  Sabbaths  more. 

3  Thanks  that  we  hear — but  oh  !  impart 
To  each  desires  sincere, 

That  we  may  listen  with  the  heart, 
And  learn  as  well  as  hear. 

4  For  if  vain  thoughts  the  mind  engage 
Of  older  far  than  we, 

What  hope,  that  at  our  childish  age 
Our  minds  should  e'er  be  free  ? 

5  Much  hope — if  Thou  our  spirits  take 
Under  thy  gracious  sway, 

Who  canst  the  wisest  wiser  make, 
And  babes  as  wise  as  they. 

6  Wisdom  and  bliss  thy  Word  bestows, 
A  sun  that  ne'er  declines  ; 

And  be  thy  mercy  showered  on  those 
Who  placed  us  where  it  shines. 


HE  HYMNS.  HE 


Prayer  and  Temptation.    1  Peter  i.  5. 
P.M. 


244 

1  HELP,  Lord !  to  whom  for  help  I  fly ! 
And  still  my  tempted  soul  stand  by, 

Throughout  the  evil  day  ; 
A  sacred  watchfulness  impart, 
And  keep  the  issues  of  my  heart, 

And  stir  me  up  to  pray. 

2  My  soul  with  all  thine  armour  arm  ; 
In  each  approach  of  sin  alarm, 

And  show  the  danger  near ; 
Surround,  sustain,  and  strengthen  me, 
And  fill  with  godly  jealousy, 

And  sanctifying  fear. 

3  Whene'er  my  careless  hands  hang  down, 
Oh !  let  me  see  thy  gathering  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye ; 
Lord,  keep  me  far  from  ruin's  brink ; 
"Save,  Jesus,  or  I  yield,  I  sink! 

Oh  !  save  me,  or  I  die." 

4  If  near  the  gulph  I  rashly  stray, 
Before  I  wholly  fall  away, 

The  keen  conviction  dart ; 
Recall  me  by  that  pitying  look, 
That  kind  upbraiding  glance,  that  broke 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 

5  In  me  thine  utmost  mercy  show, 
And  make  me  like  thyself  below, 

Unblameable  in  grace ; 
Fially  prepared,  and  fitted  here 


HE  HYMNS.  HE 

By  perfect  holiness  to  appear 
Before  thy  glorious  face. 

CP  /I   £T     Sabbath  Morning  Prayer  Meeting. 
z&'-tiJ  Rev.  i.  10.    7's 

1  HEAVENLY  Spirit!  may  each  heart 
Through  these  sacred  hours  be  thine ; 

May  we  from  the  world  depart, 
Breathing  after  things  divine. 

2  Lead  us  forth  with  joy  and  peace. 
To  thy  temple,  in  thy  ways  ; 

And  when  this  sweet  day  shall  cease, 
May  its  sun  go  down  with  praise  ! 

3  May  thy  ministers  declare 

All  thy  word  of  truth  with  power- 
Till  the  sinner  bend  in  prayer, 
Conquered  in  that  mighty  hour. 

4  So  may  we,  who  worship  here. 
Profit  by  thy  word  to-day ; 

And  more  love  and  peace  and  fear 
Carry  from  thy  house  away. 

G} /\C*   Seeking  to  God  for  the  Communication  of 
^TtO       his  Spirit.    Ezek.  xxxvi.  37.    L.  M. 

1  HEAR,  Gracious  Sovereign !  from  thy 

throne, 
And  send  thy  various  blessings  down : 
While  by  thine  Israel  thou  art  sought, 
Attend  the  prayer  thy  Word  hath  taught . 

2  Come,  Sacred  Spirit !  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  hearts  with  love : 


HE  HYMNS,  HE 

Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 

And  let  thy  Godlike  power  be  known. 

3  Speak  thou ;  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes 
Shall  floods  of  contrite  sorrow  rise ; 
While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne 

To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn, 

4  Oh,  let  a  holy  flock  await, 
Numerous  around  thy  temple-gate  I 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  Thee. 

Cp  y\  W    Prayer  for  the  Conversion  of  the  World, 

1  HEAR,  Saviour !  from  thy  glorious  throne 
And  send  thy  servants  to  proclaim 
Salvation  to  a  world  undone, 

And  sound  through  all  the  earth  thy  Name^ 

2  Oh  bless  their  labours  who  invite 

The  wandering,  wretched  outcasts  home  ; 
And  let  thy  sov'reign  Spirit's  might 
Compel  the  heathen  world  to  come. 

3  From  Afric's  wide  and  burning  sands, 
From  Asia's  mild,  resplendent  sky, 

Let  converts,  from  all  heathen  lands, 
As  doves  unto  their  windows  fly. 

4  With  Europe  let  them  join  to  bless 
Thy  Saving  Name,  thy  praise  prolong ; 
And  islands  of  the  Southern  Seas 
Join,  with  America,  the  song> 

17 


HE  HYMNS.  HI 

£>  /■  Q  After  Sermon.  Is.  lv.  10,  11.  Matt.  xiii.  4—7. 
■^  TO  rs.  cxxvi.     S.  M. 

1  HELP  us,  with  hearts  unfeigned, 
To  praise  Thee  for  thy  Word ; 

To  bless  Thee  for  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  Redeeming  Lord. 

2  Like  as  the  kindly  rain 
Returns  not  back  to  heaven, 

But  cheers  and  fruitful  makes  the  earth. 
The  end  for  which  'twas  given — 

3  So  let  thy  present  voice 
Accomplish  thy  design; 

Distil  on  all  our  thirsty  souls, 
And  consecrate  us  thine. 

4  Water  the  sacred  seed, 
And  give  it  large  increase : 

Let  neither  fowls,  nor  rocks,  nor  thorns, 
Hinder  the  fruits  of  peace. 

5  Then,  though  Ave  weeping  sow, 
And  tears  our  hours  employ, 

We  know  we  shall  return  again, 
And  bring  our  sheaves  with  joy. 


Nativity  of  Christ.     C.  M. 


249 

1  HIGH  let  lis  swell  our  tuneful  note^ 

And  join  the  angelic  throng; 
The  angels  no  such  love  have  known 
•  to  wake  their  song 


HI  HYMNS.  HI 

2  Good-will  to  sinful  men  is  shown, 
A j  d  peace  on  earth  is  given: 

For,  lo!  the  Incarnate  Saviour  comes 
With  truth  and  love  from  heaven. 

3  Justice  and  Grace,  with  sweet  accord, 
His  rising  beams  adorn  : 

Let  heaven  and  earth  in  concert  join — 
The  promised  child  is  born. 

4  Glory  to  God  in  highest  strains, 
By  highest  worlds  is  paid ; 

Be  glory  then  bv  us  proclaimed. 
And  by  our  lives  displayed — 

5  Till  we  shall  reach  those  blissful  realms 
Where  Christ  exalted  reigns, 

And  learn  of  the  celestial  choir 
Their  own  exalted  strains. 

A  3  \3  At  a  Charity  Sermon.    C.  M. 

1  HIGH  on  a  throne  of  light,  0  Lord! 
Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ! 

Wrhat  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
Since  the  whole  world  is  thine  ? 

2  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 
Partakers  of  thy  grace, 

Whose  humble  names  Thou  wilt  confess 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

3  In  them,  Thou  may'st  be  clothed,  and  fed, 
And  visited,  and  cheered  ; 

And,  in  their  accents  of  distress. 
Our  Saviour's  voice  be  heard. 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

4  Whate'er  our  willing  hands  can  give. 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  lay ; 
Grace  will  the  humble  gift  receive. 

And  grace  at  length  repay. 


To  the  Holy  Spirit.    P.  M. 


251 

1  HOLY  Ghost !  dispel  our  sadness, 
Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night: 

Come,  Thou  source  of  joy  and  gladness. 
Breathe  thy  life,  and  spread  thy  light : 

2  Hear,  oh !  hear  our  supplication, 
Blessed  Spirit !  God  of  Peace ! 

Rest  upon  this  congregation, 

With  the  abundance  of  thy  grace. 

3  Author  of  our  new  creation ! 
Bid  us  all  thine  influence  prove  : 

Make  our  souls  thy  habitation  ; 
Shed  abroad  the  Saviour's  love. 


Triumph  of  Christ.    C.  M. 


252 

1  HOS  ANNA  to  our  Conquering  King  ! 
All  hail,  Incarnate  Love  ! 

Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 

2  Thy  victories  and  thy  deathless  fame. 
Through  the  wide  world  shall  run; 

And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumphs  Thou  hast  won. 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

<?y  ff  O    The  Christian  Pilgrim  seeking  a  better 
&\3*3  Country.    Heb.  xi.  13—16.  xiii.  14. 

1  HOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 
How  free  from  every  anxious  thought, 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell ! 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 

He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  Though  I  no  foot  of  land  possess. 
Nor  cottage  in  this  wilderness, 

A  poor  way-faring  man, 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below, 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro, 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own  : 
A  stranger  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise : 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies. 

4  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair, 
My  treasure,  and  my  Heart  are  there. 

And  my  abiling;  home; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come  ! 

5  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come,  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  mv  heavenly  rest ! 
17* 


HO  HYMx\S.  HO 

Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end. 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 
Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

£?  f!T  /■      None  upon  earth  I  desire  besides  Thee. 
&*J-£  Psalm  lxxiii.  25.    8's. 

1  HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see ; 

Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet 
flowers, 

Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  with  me ; 
The  mkl-summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 
And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice ; 

His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 
And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice  : 

I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 
Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear ; 

No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 
My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned ; 

No  changes  of  season  or  place, 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind; 

While  blest  with  the  sense  of  his  love, 
A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 

And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
J f  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 


HO  HYMNS,  HO 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 
If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song; 

Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 
And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 

0  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 
Thy  soul  cheering  presence  restore  ; 

Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

&+}%}  TJie  Lord's  Day.   L.  M. 

1  HOW  welcome  to  the  saints  when  pressed 
With  six  days  noise,  and  care  and  toil ; 

Is  the  returning  day  of  rest, 

Which  hides  them  from  the  world  awhile  ? 

2  Now  from  the  throng  withdrawn  away, 
They  seem  to  breathe  a  different  air ; 

Composed  and  softened  by  the  day, 
All  things  another  aspect  wear. 

3  How  happy  if  their  lot  is  cast, 
Where  statedly  the  gospel  sounds ! 

The  word  is  honey  to  their  taste, 
Renews  their  strength  and  heals  their 
wounds ! 

4  Though  pinched  with  poverty  at  home 
With  sharp  affliction  daily  fed  ; 

It  makes  amends,  if  they  can  come 

To  God's  own  house  for  heavenly  bread ! 

5  With  joy  they  hasten  to  the  place, 
Where  they  their  Saviour  oft  have  met ; 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

And  while  they  feast  upon  his  grace, 
Their  burdens  and  their  griefs  forget. 

6  This  favoured  lot,  my  friends,  is  ours; 
May  we  the  privilege  improve  ; 

And  find  these  consecrated  hours, 
Sweet  earnests  of  the  joys  above  ! 

7  We  thank  thee  for  thy  day,  O  Lord. 
Here  we  thy  promised  presence  seek ; 

Open  thine  hand,  with  blessings  stored, 
And  give  us  manna  for  the  week. 

^JU  The  Traveller's  Hymn.    CM. 

1  HOW  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord  ! 
How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 

Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Omnipotence ! 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 
Supported  by  thy  care, 

Through  burning  climes,  I  passed  unhurt. 
And  breathed  in  tainted  air. 

3  Think,  O  my  soul !  devoutly  think, 
How  with  affrighted  eyes. 

Thou  sawest  the  wide-extended  deep, 
In  all  its  horrors  rise. 

4  Confusion  dwelt  on  every  face, 
And  fear  in  every  heart: 

When  waves  on  waves,  and  gulfs  on  gulfs, 
O'ercame  the  pilot's  art. 

5  Yet  then  from  all  my  griefs,  O  Lord  ! 
Thy  mercy  set  me  free: 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

Whilst  in  the  confidence  of  prayer. 
My  soul  took  hold  on  thee. 

6  For  though  in  dreadful  whirls  we  hung, 
High  on  the  broken  wave, 

I  knew  thou  wert  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save ! 

7  The  storm  was  laid,  the  winds  retired, 
Obedient  to  thy  will : 

The  sea  that  roared  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  was  still  ! 

8  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  death, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore : 

And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

9  My  life,  if  thou  prese  rvest  my  life, 
Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 

And  death,  if  death  must  be  my  doom, 
Shall  join  my  soul  to  thee ! 

£%  W  \*f    Time  and  Eternity ;  or,  Longing  after  un~ 
&%J  4         seen  Pleasures.    2  Cor.  iv.  18.    C.  M. 

1  HOW  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys 
Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes, 

Regardless  of  immortal  joys, 
And  strangers  to  the  skies  ? 

2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay: 
They  fade  upon  the  sight ; 

And  quickly  will  their  brightest  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  Their  brightest  day,  alas,  how  vain ! 
With  conscious  (sighs  we  own ; 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

While  clouds  of  sorrow,  care,  and  pain, 
O'ershade  the  smiling  noon. 

4  O,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 
Above  these  gloomy  shades, 

To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 

5  Their  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 
Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 

In  ever-blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

6  Lord  !  send  a  beam  of  light  divine, 
To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 

With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

7  Then  shall,  on  Faith's  sublimest  wing 
Our  ardent  wishes  rise 

To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasures 
spring, 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

£">  fllT  O  IVhere  two  or  thrpp  are  rfl&t  in  my  71  a  me,  there 
/£  •>  O  am  I    Matt,  xviii.  20.    L.  M. 

1  HOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord  ! 

Dear  Saviour,  on  thv  people  smile, 
And  come  accordi  »g  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 
That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee; 

Ah  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet  ! 
Let  this  the  "  gate  of  heaven"  be, 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

3  "  Chief  of  ten  thousand,"  now  appear, 
That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face  ! 

Oh  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 
And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place  ! 

4  Lord,  thou  hast  cast  a  pleasant  lot 

For  those  whom  thou  hast  called  thine  own ; 
5Tis  true  the  world  esteems  them  not, 
But  thou  wilt  place  them  on  thy  throne. 

5  Then  let  the  worldling  boast  his  joys ! 
We've  meat  to  eat  he  knows  not  of; 

We  count  his  treasures  worthless  toys, 
While  we  possess  a  Saviour's  love. 

6  Lord,  let  thy  people's  views  be  clear, 
And  let  their  hearts  be  filed  with  love ; 

O  may  their  light  to  all  appear, 

And  prove  their  doctrines  from  above. 

0  ST  €\     Pardoning  Love.  Jer.  iii.  22.  IIos.  xiv.  I, 
55  OU  CM. 

1  HOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
Has  wandered  from  the  Lord ! 

How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Yet,  sovereign  mercy  calls,  "  Return:" 
Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ! 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn; 
O  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive. 
And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 

And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 
How  glorious,  how  divine ! 

That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 
Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 

0  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

g%  {*  f\   The  inspired  Word,  a  Sijstejn  of  Knowledge 
(%iOU        and  Joy.     Psalm  cxix.  105.    CM. 

1  HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given ! 

Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 
In  this  dark  vale  of  tears; 

Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 
Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way ; 

Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


The  good  Physician.     7's.  &  6's 


261 

1  HOW  lost  was  my  condition, 
Till  Jesus  made  me  whole ! 

There  is  but  ono  physician 
Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul ! 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 
And  snatched  me  from  the  grave  3 

To  tell  to  all  around  me, 
His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light,  compared  with  sin ; 
On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within : 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness — all  combined  ; 
And  none  but  a  believer, 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing, 
I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  : 

But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain : 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician, 
How  matchless  is  his  grace ! 

Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case : 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 

For  sin  my  eyes  had  sealed ; 
Then  bid  me  look  unto  him ; 

I  looked,  and  I  was  healed. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 
Seen  bv  the  eye  of  faith  ; 

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HO  HYMNS.  H<5 

At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death : 
Come  then  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give, 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only— look  and  live. 

&%)/&     Christian  Friendship.  Ps.  cxxxiii. 

1  HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are    i 
one! 

2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  wo ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  both  they  seek  the  place 
Where     od  reveals  his  awful  face: 

How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell. 
There's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
When  nature  droops  her  sickening  fire ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy — because  of  love. 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 


Botherly  Love     Ps.  cxxxiii.  L    C.  M. 


263 

1  HOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 

In  one  another's  peace  delight. 
And  so  fulfil  his  word ! 

2  O  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh. 
And  with  him  bear  a  part : 

May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride. 
Our  wishes  fix  above; 

May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  shew  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flow ; 

And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above ; 

And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven,  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

*y£\A_  Every  man  heard  them  speak  in  his  own 
/wUx  language.    Acts  ii.  6.    L.  M. 

1  HOW  many  things  combine  to  show 
The  joyful  day  is  near  at  hand, 

When  truth  shall  spread,  and  sinners  know 
The  Saviour's  name,  in  every  land  ? 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

2  When  did  the  friends  of  truth  unite 
With  so  much  zeal  as  now  they  do, 

To  spread  abroad  its  glorious  light, 
And  bring  its  excellence  to  view  ? 

3  Mark  how  in  this  auspicious  time, 
A  time  by  prophets  not  unsung, 

The  people  hear,  of  every  clime, 
The  gospel  in  their  native  tongue. 

4  It  runs,  it  flies  through  every  land, 
We  mark  its  progress  with  delight, 

And  bless  his  name,  at  whose  command, 
A  day  has  risen  so  fair,  so  bright. 

5  Nor  should  his  people  give  him  rest, 
Or  cease  their  earnest  cry  to  raise, 

Until  Jerusalem  be  blest, 

And  through  the  earth  become  "  a  praise." 

Orf"?  fC        Conflict  between  Flesh  and  Spirit 
&\J*J  Rom.  vii.  15.     L.  M . 

1  HOW  sad  and  awful  is  my  state  ! 

The  very  thing  I  do,  I  hate; 

When  I  to  Goa  draw  near  in  prayer, 

1  feel  the  conflict  even  there! 

2  I  mourn,  because  I  cannot  mourn, 
I  hate  my  sin,  yet  cannot  turn  ; 

i  grieve,  because  I  cannot  gneve, 
I  hear  the  truth  but  can't  believe. 

3  Where  shall  so  great  a  sinner  run, 
I  see  Pin  ruined  and  undone ; 

Dear  Lord,  in  pity  now  draw  near. 
And  banish  every  rising  fear. 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

4  Thy  blood,  dear  Lord,  which  thou  hast  spilt 
Can  make  this  rocky  heart  to  melt ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  clean  within, 
Thy  blood  can  pardon  ail  my  sin. 

5  'Tis  on  the  atonement  of  that  blood, 
I  now  approach  to  thee,  my  God ; 
This  is  my  hope,  this  is  my  claim, 
Jesus  has  died  and  washed  me  clean. 

6  On  this  rich  blood  my  faith  is  found, 
And  on  this  hope  I  fix  my  ground ; 
Soon  shall  I  reach  th1  eternal  shore, 
Where  doubts  and  fears  prevail  no  more. 

CPf±£±     Eutyckus  brought  to  Life.  Acts  xx.  9—12. 

1  HOW  much  the  hearts  of  those  revive, 
That  love  and  fear  the  Lord ; 

When  sinners  dead,  are  made  alive, 
By  his  all-quickening  word. 

2  The  parent  views  with  joyful  eyes 
His  now  returning  son, 

And  in  extatic  joy,  he  cries, 
"What  hath  the  Saviour  done  I" 

3  The  ministers  of  Christ,  rejoice 
When  souls  the  word  receive ; 

When  sinners  hear  the  Saviour's  voice, 
And  in  the  Lord  believe. 

4  The  church  of  God  their  praises  join, 
And  of  salvation  sing ; 

They  glorify  the  grace  divine, 
Of  their  victorious  King. 
18* 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

5  In  heaven  above,  there's  joy  and  praise, 
Before  the  Lord  most  high ; 

Th'  angelic  choirs,  their  voices  raise, 
And  with  each  other  vie. 

6  But  greater  joy  must  they  possess, 
Who  feel  this  glorious  change ; 

Their  labouring  tongues  can  but  express. 
How  true,  but  yet  how  strange  ! 

7  Dear  Saviour,  comfort  us  to  night, 
Thy  work,  O  Lord,  revive ; 

May  we  enjoy  this  noble  sight, 
Dead  sinners  made  alive. 

8  Then  will  thy  saints  aloud  rejoice, 
And  join  the  host  above, 

To  praise  thy  name  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  magnify  thy  love 


Precious  Promises.    2  Peter  i.  4.     ll;s. 


267 

1  HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 

Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath 

said? 
You,  who  unto  Jesus,  for  refuge  have  fled. 

2  In  every  condition — in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth, 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
As  thy  days  may  demand,  so  thy  succour 

shall  be. 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

3  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dis- 

mayed ! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee 

to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  cause 

thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  thee  o'erflow ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  When  through  .fiery  trials  thy  pathway 

shall  -  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove, 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 

borne. 

7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for 

repose, 
I  will  not,  I  cannot  desert  to  his  foes ; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavour 

to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake !" 


HO  iftrMNS.  HO 

j£/\y9        Law  and  Gospel.    CM. 

1  HOW  long  beneath  the  law  I  lay 
In  bondage  and  distress ! 

1  toiled  the  precept  to  obey, 

But  toiled,  without  success. 

2  Then,  all  my  servile  works  were  done, 
A  righteousness  to  raise, 

Now,  freely  chosen  in  the  Son, 
I  freely  choose  his  ways. 

3  To  see  the  law  by  Christ  fulfilled. 
And  hear  his  pardoning  voice, 

Will  change  a  slave  into  a  child. 
And  duty  into  choice, 

C%  £*  4~\  On  a  year  of  threatening  Drought  or  Rain. 

&\yxj  c.  m. 

1  HOW  hast  Thou,  Lord,  from  year  to  year. 
Our  land  with  plenty  crowned ! 

And  generous  fruit  and  golden  grain 
Have  spread  their  riches  round. 

2  But  we  thy  mercies  have  abused, 
To  more  abounding  crimes : 

What  heights,  what  daring  heights  in  sin, 
Mark  and  disgrace  our  times  ! 

3  To  Thee  alone  we  look  for  help ! 
None  else,  of  dew  or  rain, 

Can  give  the  world  the  smallest  drop, 
Or  smallest  drop  restrain. 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

C%W  f\      Providence  of  God  in  the  Seasons.. 
&  4  \3         Ps.  lxv.  11.  Acts  xiv.  17.    P.  M. 

1  HOW  pleasing  is  the  voice 
Of  God  our  heavenly  King, 
Who  bids  the  frosts  retire, 
And  wakes  the  lovely  spring  ! 

Bright  suns  arise,     The  mild  wind  blows, 
And  beauty  glows,  Through  earth  and  skies, 

2  The  morn,  with  glory  crowned, 
His  hand  arrays  in  smiles : 

He  bids  the  eve  decline, 

Rejoicing  o'er  the  hills : 
The  evening  breeze      His  breath  perfumes,, 
His  beauty  blooms        In  flowers  and  trees. 

3  With  life  he  clothes  the  spring, 
The  earth  with  summer  warms: 
He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feast, 
And  rides  on  wintry  storms : 

His  gifts  divine  Through  all  appear: 

And  round  the  year  His  glories  shine. 


Reflections  on  the  state  of  our  Fathers, 
Zech.  i.  5.    S.  M. 


371 

1  HOW  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
Which  bears  us  to  the  sea ! 

The  tide  which  hurries  thoughtless  souk 
To  vast  Eternity ! 

2  Our  Fathers,  where  are  they, 
With  all  they  called  their  own  1 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  care?. 
And  wealth  and  honour  £one ! 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

3  But  joy  or  grief  succeeds 
Beyond  our  mortal  thought, 

While  the  poor  remnant  of  their  dust 
Lies  in  the  grave  forgot. 

4  There,  where  the  Fathers  lie, 
Must  all  the  children  dwell ; 

Nor  other  heritage  possess, 
But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 

5  God  of  our  Fathers,  hear, 
Thou  everlasting  Friend  ! 

While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge. 
Our  souls  to  Thee  commend. 

6  Of  all  the  pious  dead 
May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 

Till  with  them  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

£i  £     Change  of  heart.    Eph.  iv.  22— 24.   C.  M. 

1  HOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
Unconscious  of  her  load  ! 

The  heart  unchanged  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind, 
In  paths  of  ruin  stray; 

Reason  debased  can  never  find 
The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 

3  No  effort  but  of  Grace  divine 
Can  man's  proud  will  subdue: 

*Tis  thine,  Almighty  Saviour!  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 


HO  HtMNS.  HO 

4  'Tis  thine  from  heaven  the  vital  ray, 
Inspiring  truth,  to  give ; 

To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away. 
And  bid  the  sinner  live. 

5  Oh !  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 
And  from  corruption  free ; 

So  shall  our  passions,  thoughts,  and  powers, 
Be  subject,  Lord,  to  thee. 

£%  W  O    Blessed  is  he  whose  iniquity  is  forgiven. 

6  4  *J  Psalm  xxxii.  1.    P.  M. 

1  HOW  blest  is  he,  whom  God  forgives, 
The  man  who  by  his  favour  lives, 

And  hopes  to  see  his  face  ; 
The  child  of  God  by  heavenly  birth, 
He  scorns  the  highest  place  on  earth. 

For  yonder  higher  place. 

2  The  God  he  serves,  is  God  alone, 
He  fills  yon  bright,  eternal  throne, 

The  power  and  kingdom  his  ; 
He  rules,  he  reigns  with  sovereign  sway, 
And  they  who  will  not,  must  obey  : 

His  arm  almighty  is. 

3  When  he  forgives,  then  peace  is  felt, 
That  peace  that  cannot  dwell  with  guilt. 

The  sacred  peace  of  God  ; 
And  hope,  that  lifts  the  soul  on  high. 
That  points  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

And  lightens  every  load. 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 

4  How  blest  is  he  whom  God  forgives ; 
The  man  who  by  his  favour  lives, 

In  hope  already  blest; 
But  O  what  joys  await  him  there, 
Were  saved  from  sin,  from  toil,  from  fear, 

He  gains  his  heavenly  rest ! 


274 


The  Righteous  blessed  in  Death.    L.  M. 


1  HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 

How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 

How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er. 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day, 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  lite  nor  death  destroys; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound, 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ! 

How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears : 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies ; 

While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
(i  How  blest  the  riffhteouswhen  he  dies !" 


HO  HYMNS.  HO 


The  Sainta  in  Glory,    C.  At 


375 

1  HOW  bright  these  glorious  spirits  shine  ! 
Whence  all  their  bright  array  ? 

How  came  they  to  the  blissful  seats 
Of  everlasting  day  ? 

2  Lo  !  these  are  they  from  sufferings  great 
Who  came  to  realms  of  light, 

And  in  the  blood  of  Christ  have  washed 
Those  robes  which  shine  so  bright. 

3  Now  with  triumphant  palms  they  stand 
Before  the  throne  on  high, 

And  serve  the  God  they  love  amidst 
The  glories  of  the  sky. 

4  His  presence  fills  each  heart  with  joy. 
Tunes  every  voice  to  sing ; 

By  day,  by  night,  the  sacred  courts 
With  glad  Hosannahs  ring ; 

5  Hunger  and  thirst  are  felt  no  more. 
Nor  suns  with  scorching  ray ; 

God  is  their  sun ;  whose  cheering  beams 
Diffuse  eternal  day. 

6  The  Lamb  who  dwells  amidst  the  throne  I 
-Shall  o'er  them  still  preside, 

Feed  them  with  nourishment  divine, 
And  all  their  footsteps  guide. 
I  7  'Mong  pastures  green  He'll  lead  his  flock. 
Where  living  streams  appear ; 
And  God  the  Lord  from  every  eye 
Shall  wipe  off  every  tear. 
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1A  HYMNS.  IA 

I. 


Prayer  answered  by  Crosses.    L.  M. 


276 

].  I  ASKED  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace ; 

Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 

2  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray. 
And  he,  I  trust,  has  answered  prayer ; 

But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way, 
As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hoped  that  in  some  favoured  hour, 
At  once  he'd  answer  my  request ; 

And  by  his  love's  constraining  power 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 

4  Instead  of  this  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart ; 

And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell 
Assault  my  soul  in  every  part. 

5  Yea  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seemed 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  wo  ; 

Crossed  all  the  fair  designs  I  schemed, 
Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 

6  Lord,  why  is  this,  I  trembling  cried, 
Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  ? 

;:  'Tis  in  this  way  (the  Lord  replied) 
I  answer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith. 

7  These  inward  trials  I  employ, 
From  pelf  and  pride  to  sot  thee  free  : 


IA  HYMNS.  I-A 

And  break  the  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 
That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me. 


The  Family  Void.     Josh,  xxviii.  15.    P.  M. 


377 

1  I  AND  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord 
But  first  obedient  to  his  word 

I  must  myself  appear : 
By  actions,  words,  and  temper  show 
That  I  my  heavenly  Master  know, 

And  serve  with  heart  sincere. 

2  I  must  the  fair  example  set : 
From  those  that  on  my  pleasure  wait 

The  stumbling  block  remove  ; 
Their  duty  by  my  life  explain, 
And  still  in  all  my  works  maintain 

The  dignity  of  love. 

3  Easy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  appeased  and  reconciled. 

A  follower  of  my  God : 
A  saint  indeed  I  long  to  be, 
And  lead  my  faithful  family 

In  the  celestial  road. 

4  Lord,  if  thou  didst  the  wish  infuse, 
A  vessel  fitted  for  thy  use 

Into  thy  hands  receive ; 
Work  in  me  both  to  will  and  do, 
And  show  them  how  believers  true 

And  real  Christians  live. 


1C  HYMNS.  IG 

&  §  O     The  fear  of  death  over  come.     L.  M. 

1  I  CANNOT  shun  the  stroke  of  death— 1 
Lord,  help  me  to  surmount  the  fear  ; 

That  when  I  must  resign  my  breath, 
Serene  my  summons  I  may  hear. 

2  'Tis  sin  gives  venom  to  the  dart — 
In  me  let  every  sin  be  slain  ; 

From  secret  faults,  Lord,  cleanse  my  heart, 
From  wilful  sins  my  hands  restrain. 

3  May  I,  my  God,  with  holy  zeal. 
Closely  the  ends  of  life  pursue, 

Seek  thy  whole  pleasure  to  fulfil, 
And  honour  Thee  in  all  I  do ! 

4  Let  all  my  bliss  and  treasure  lie, 
Where  in  thy  light  I  light  shall  see : 

The  soul  may  freely  dare  to  die, 
That  longs  to  be  possessed  of  Thee. 

5  Say  Thou  art  mine,  and  chase  the  gloom 
Thick  hanging  o'er  the  vale  of  death: 

Then  shall  I  fearless  meet  my  doom, 
And  as  a  victor  yield  my  breath. 

&0*J  Living  by  Faith.    S.  M. 

1  IF  through  unruffled  seas 
Toward  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 

With  grateful  hearts,  O  God,  to  Thee, 
We'll  own  the  fostering  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise. 
\m\  rest  dela\  to  come 


IF  HYMNS.  IF 

Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm. 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 
All  yield  at  thy  control : 

Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

4  Teach  us,  in  every  state, 
To  make  thy  will  our  own ; 

And  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart. 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 

£y  ^  f\     Unto  you  therefore  ichich  believe,  he  is 
&  O  "  precious.     1  Pet.  ii.  7.    P.  M. 

1  IF  worldly  thoughts  so  much  employ. 
And  worldly  themes  yield  so  much  joy. 

While  God  is  yet  unknown. 
With  what  delight  we  now  should  speak 
Of  him  who  came  from  heaven  to  seek. 

And  claim  us  as  his  own  ? 

2  From  us  his  glory  long  lay  hid, 
We  loved  the  world  as  others  did. 

No  portion  else  had  we ; 
But  he  who  first  sent  forth  the  light. 
The  Lord  removed  our  mental  night . 

He  gave  us  eyes  to  see. 

3  His  love  supplies  a  boundless  theme. 
Then  let  us  think  and  speak  of  him. 

Who  saves  his  people  thus ; 
He  came  in  mercy  from  above, 
He  came  upon  the  wings  of  love, 

And  gave  himself  for  us. 
19* 


IF  HYMNS.  IF 

4  Dear  Saviour,  let  us  never  be, 
Before  the  world,  ashamed  of  thee, 

Nor  shrink  from  duty's  call : 
Our  work  to  do  Thee  service  here, 
Our  hope  in  glory  to  appear, 

Where  thou  art  all  in  all. 

£y  O  "|  Sorrowing  not  without  Hope.   1  Thess.  4. 13. 

1  IF  death  my  friend  and  me  divide, 
Thou  dost  not,  Lord,  my  sorrow  chide. 

Or  frown  my  tears  to  see ; 
Restrained  from  passionate  excess, 
Thou  bidst  me  mourn  in  calm  distress, 

For  them  that  rest  in  Thee. 

2  I  feel  a  strong,  immortal  hope, 
Which  bears  my  mournful  spirit  up 

Beneath  its  mountain-load : 
Redeemed  from  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
I  soon  shall  find  my  friend  again 

Within  the  arms  of  God. 

3  Pass  a  few  fleeting  moments  more, 
And  death  the  blessing  shall  restore 

Which  death  hath  snatched  away ; 
For  me  Thou  wilt  the  summons  send. 
And  give  me  back  my  parted  friend, 

In  that  eternal  day. 


The  Close  of  a  Meeting  for  Prayer. 


382 

1  IF  'tis  sweet  to  mingle  where 
Christians  meet  for  social  prayer: 


IP  [HYMNS.  IG 

If  'tis  sweet  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise, — 
Passing  sweet  that  state  must  be 
Where  they  meet  eternally. 

2  Saviour,  may  these  meetings  prove, 
Preparations  for  above ; 

While  we  worship  in  this  place, 
May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace ; 
Till  we,  each  in  his  degree, 
Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 

3  Bread  of  heaven !  on  thee  I  feed, 
For  thy  fle  indeed. 
Ever  n 

Wirb  •  read; 

Day  1  supplied  - 

Thro  •    icd. 

4  Vii  lood  supplies 

'Tis  thy  wounds  my  healing  give : 
To  thy  cross  I  look  and  live. 
Thou  my  life  .  0  let  me  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  bailt  on  Thee. 

/«O0        Praise  for  Redemption.    P.  M. 

1  I  GIVE  immortal  praise 

To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  my  comforts  here, 

And  better  hopes  above : 
He  sent  his  own  eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done. 


IG  HYMNS.  IH 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 

From  everlasting  wo : 
And  now  he  lives,  and  now  lie  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit  of  all  bis  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 

Immortal  worship  give, 
Whose  new  creating  power 

Makes  the  dead  sinner  live : 
His  work  completes  the  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul  with  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God.  to  Thee 

Be  endless  honours  done ; 
The  undivided  Three, 

And  the  mysterious  One  : 
Where  reason  fails,  with  all  her  powers, 
T  ere  faith  prevails  and  love  adores. 

5iOT    I  will  sing  of  Mercy.    Psalm  ci.  1.    L.  M. 

1  I  HEAR  a  sound  that  comes  from  far. 
It  fills  my  soul  with  joy  and  love : 

Not  seraphs'  voices  sweeter  are, 

That  echo  through  the  courts  above. 

2  'Tis  mercy's  voice  that  strikes  my  ear, 
From  Calvary  it  sounds  abroad  ; 

It  soothes  my  soul  and  calms  my  fear, 
It  speaks  of  pardon  bought  with  blood. 

3  And  is  it  true  that  many  fly 

The  sound  that  bids  my  soul  rejoice ; 


IH  HYMNS.  IL 

i\.nd  rather  choose  with  fools  to  die, 
Than  turn  an  ear  to  mercy's  voice  ? 

4  Alas  for  those !  the  day  is  near, 
When  mercy  will  be  heard  no  more ; 

Then  will  they  ask  in  vain  to  hear 
The  voice  they  would  not  hear  before. 

5  With  such,  I  own  I  once  appeared, 
But  now  I  know  how  great  their  loss ; 

For  sweeter  sounds  were  never  heard, 
Than  mercy  utters  from  the  cross. 

6  But  let  me  not  forget  to  own 
That  if  I  differ  aught  from  those, 

'Tis  due  to  sovereign  grace  alone, 
That  oil  selects  its  proudest  foes. 


Confidence  in  Christ.     P.  M. 


385 

1  I  LOVE  my  Shepherd's  voice ; 

His  watchful  eye  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul  among 

The  thousands  of  his  sheep ; 
He  feeds  the  flock,  he  calb  their  names  : 
His  bosom  bears  the  tender  lambs. 

2  My  advocate  appears 

For  my  defence  on  high ; 
The  Father  bows  his  ear, 

And  bids  my  soul  draw  nigh. 
Not  all  the  accuser  dare  to  say 
Shall  turn  his  heart,  his  love  away, 

3  Be  thou  my  Counsellor, 

My  Pattern,  and  my  Guide  ; 


1L  HYMNS.  IM 

And  tlirough  this  desert  land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side. 
Oh  et  my  feet  ne'er  run  astray, 
Nor  rove,  nor  seek  the  crooked  way ! 
4  Thou  great  Almighty  Lord, 
My  Conqueror  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace,  I  sing ; 
Thine  is    he  power  ;  behold,  I  sit, 
In  willing  bonds,  beneath  thy  feet. 

^Ot3        Ebenezer.    Acts  xxvi.  22.  7's. 

1  I  MY  Ebenezer  raise 

To  my  kind  Redeemer's  praise ; 
With  a  grateful  heart  I  own, 
Hitherto  thy  help  I've  known. 

2  What  may  be  my  future  lot, 
Well  I  know,  concerns  me  not ; 
This  should  set  my  heart  at  rest, 
What  thy  will  ordains  is  best. 

3  I  my  all  to  thee  resi  n : 
Father,  let  thy  will  be  mine  ; 
May  but  all  my  dealings  prove 
Fruits  of  thy  paternal  love. 

4  Guard  me,  Saviour,  by  thy  power. 
Guard  me  in  the  trying  hour  ; 

Let  thy  unremitted  care 

Save  me  from  the  lurking  snare. 

5  Let  my  few  remaining  days 
Be  devoted  to  thy  pra  i 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

So  the  last,  the  closing  scene, 
Shall  be  tranquil  and  serene. 

6  To  thy  will  I  leave  the  rest, 
Grant  me  but  this  one  request — 
Both  in  life  and  death  to  prove 
Tokens  of  thy  special  love. 

4T>  C  ^     P°or  Children's  Appeal.  1  Sam.  iii.  2—10, 

1  IN  God's  own  house,  by  silent  night, 
The  lamp  of  God  was  burning  bright ; 
And  there,  by  viewless  angels  kept, 
Samuel,  the  child,  securely  slept. 

2  A  voice  unknown  the  stillness  broke : 

"  Samuel  I"  it  called,  and  thrice  it  spoke : 
He  rose — he  asked,  Whence  came  the  word  1 
From  Eli  ?  no — it  was  the  Lord. 

3  Thus  early  called  to  serve  his  God, 
In  paths  of  righteousness  he  trod: 
Prophetic  visions  fired  his  breast, 
And  all  the  chosen  tribes  were  blest. 

4  Speak  Lord  !  and  from  our  earliest  dt 
Incline  our  hearts  to  love  thy  ways : 

Thy  wakening  voice  has  reached  our  ea     - 
Speak,  Lord,  to  us ;  thy  servants  hear. 

5  And  ye,  who  know  the  Saviour's  love, 
And  richly  all  his  mercies  prove ; 
Your  timely,  friendly  aid  afford, 

That  we  may  early  serve  the  Lord, 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

Cp  O  O    The  Presence  of  God  in  Public  Worship. 

1  IN  loud  exalted  strains, 

The  King  of  Glory  praise : 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days. 
He  with  a  nod  the  world  controls, 
Sustains  or  sinks  the  distant  poles. 

2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne, 

His  throne  of  grace  divine : 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 

And  wide  his  glories  shine. 
His  temples  where  he  loves  to  rest, 
Are  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest. 

3  There  doth  his  ear  attend 

To  all  his  servant's  cries ; 
While  praises  high  ascend 
All  fragrant  to  the  skies. 
There  doth  his  Word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 

4  Then,  Glorious  King !  draw  near ; 

Thy  love  and  power  make  known: 
Thy  saints  assembled  here 

With  light  and  favour  crown : 
And,  as  we  worship,  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 


For  a  Blessing  in  Public  Worship. 


389 

1  IN  thy  presence  we  appear 
Lord,  we  love  to  worship  here. 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

When  within  the  veil,  we  meet 
Thee  upon  thy  mercy-seat ! 

2  While  thy  glorious  Name  is  sung, 
|  Touch  our  lips,  unloose  our  tongue : 

I  Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Thee,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 

3  While  to  Thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
!  Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend  ; 

Hear  us,  when  thy  Spirit  pleads : 
Hear !  for  Jesus  intercedes. 
:  4  While  thy  Word  is  heard  with  awe, 
And  we  tremble  at  thy  Law, 
Let  thy  Gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 
5  While  thy  Ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  through  thy  Name, 
In  their  voices  let  us  own 
Jesus  speaking  from  his  throne ! 
45  From  thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn; 
That,  at  evening,  we  may  say — 
^  We  have  walked  with  God  to-day. 

C%  C\f\      "  Speak,  for  thy  Servant  heareth." 
&\j\3  1  Sam.  iii.  10.    P.  M. 

1  IN  thy  Name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
We,  Thy  people,  now  draw  near ; 

Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling ; 
Speak,  and  let  Thy  servants  hear— • 

Hear  with  meekness — 

Hear  thy  Word  with  godly  fear, 
20 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 
Let  us  give  them,  Lord,  to  Thee : 

Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
We  would  run,  nor  weary  be ; 

Till  thy  glory- 
Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter. 
All  thy  people  shall  adore ; 

Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater, 
Than  they  could  conceive  before  ; 

Full  enjoyment — 

Full,  unmixed,  for  evermore. 

A\3  Y.         The  Atonement  of  Christ.    C.  M. 

1  IN  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 
By  methods  of  our  own : 

Nothing,  O  Saviour !  but  thy  blood 
Can  bring  us  near  the  throne. 

2  The  threatenings  of  thy  broken  Law 
Impress  the  soul  with  dread  : 

If  God  his  sword  of  vengeance  draw, 
It  strikes  the  spirit  dead. 

3  But  thine  illustrious  sacrifice 
Hath  answered  all  demands ; 

And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
Come  to  us  by  thy  hands. 

4  'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord ! 
'Tis  on  thy  Cross  we  rest : 

For  ever  be  thy  love  adored, 
Thv  Name  lor  ever  blest. 


EN  HYMNS.  IH 

£<)*&         The  Family  Altar.     S.  M. 

1  IN  all  my  ways,  O  God, 

I  would  acknowledge  thee  ; 
And  seek  to  keep  my  heart  and  house 
From  all  pollution  free. 

2  Where'er  I  have  a  tent, 
An  altar  will  I  raise  : 

And  thither  my  oblations  bring, 
Of  humble  prayer  and  praise. 

3  Could  I  my  wish  obtain, 

My  household,  Lord,  should  be 
Devoted  to  thyself  alone, 
A  nursery  for  thee. 


Example.    C.  M. 


293 

1  IN  duties  and  in  sufferings  too, 
My  Lord  I  fain  would  trace ; 

As  Thou  hast  done,  so  would  I  do. 
Depending  on  thy  grace. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  'twas  thy  delight 
To  do  thy  Father's  will ; 

May  the  same  zeal  thy  soul  excite, 
Thy  precepts  to  fulfil. 

3  Meekness,  humility,  and  love, 
Through  all  thy  conduct  shine ; 

O  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

/^!l4r  Evening.    CM. 

1  IN  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me, 
This  instant  passing  night ; 

And  grant  to  me  most  graciously 
The  safe-guard  of  thy  might. 

2  With  cheerful  heart  I  close  my  eyes 
Since  Thou  wilt  not  remove : 

O,  in  the  morning  let  me  rise 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love ! 

3  Or,  if  this  night  should  prove  the  last, 
And  end  my  transient  days ; 

Lord  !  take  me  to  thy  promised  rest, 
Where  I  may  sing  thy  praise. 

4  Thus  I  am  sure  to  live  or  die 
To  Thee  the  God  of  love; 

In  death  and  life  I  do  rely 
On  Thee  who  reignest  above. 

/i  JO  Morning.     L.  M. 

1  IN  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

I  safely  passed  the  silent  night; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour, 
Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be  ; 

My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  (Tod,  to  Thee 

3  O  guide  me  through  the  various  maze, 
My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 
A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress  ; 

Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend. 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes ; 

Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day — 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies  ! 


The  Dead  who  die  in  the  Lord.    C.  M, 


296 

1  IN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 
The  moment  after  death, 

The  glories  that  surround  the  saint, 
When  he  resigns  his  breath. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks  ; 
We  scarce  can  say  "  He's  gone,53 

Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Her  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail, 
To  trace  her  heavenward  flight  ; 

No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  all)  we  know, 
They  are  supremely  blest ; 

Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  wo. 
And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 
20* 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

5  On  harps  of  gold  his  name  they  praise, 

His  presence  always  view  ; — 
And  if  we  here  their  footsteps  trace, 

There  we  shall  praise  Him  too. 

A  J  4      My  Saviour.    2  Sam.  xxii.  3.     P.  M. 

1  IN  form  1  long  had  bowed  the  knee; 
But  nought  attractive  then  could  see, 
To  win  my  wayward  heart  to  thee, 

My  Saviour ! 

2  Yet  oft  I  trembled  when  I  thought 
How  I  had  sold  myself  for  nought: 
But  stdl  against  thy  love  I  fought, 

My  Saviour  ! 

3  When  self-accused,  I  trembling  stood, 
I  promised  fair,  as  any  could  ; 

But  never  valued  thy  dear  blood, 

My  Saviour ! 

4  Too  soon  the  promise  vain  I  proved, 
Thai  sinners  make,  while  sin  is  loved  ; 
But  still  to  thee  this  heart  ne'er  moved, 

My  Saviour  ! 

5  Thou,  whom  I  had  so  long  withstood, 
Thou  didst  redeem  my  soul  with  blood, 
And  thou  hast  brought  me  nigh  to  God, 

My  Saviour  ! 

6  Through  storms  and  waves  of  conflict  past, 
Thy  potent  arm  lias  held  me  fast, 

And  thou  wilt  save  me  to  the  last, 

My  Saviour ! 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

7  And  when  the  voyage  of  life  is  o'er, 
And  I  have  gained  the  heavenly  shore, 
I  then  shall  sing  for  evermore, 

My  Saviour ! 

&  %3  O  Journey  to  Heaven.  Gen.  xxiv.  56.    C.  M. 

1  IN  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
My  journey  I'll  pursue ; 

"  Hinder  me  not,"  ye  much  loved  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 
I'll  follow  where  he  goes  ; 

u  Hinder  me  not,"  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  "  Stay,"  says  the  world,  "  and  taste  awhile 
"  My  every  pleasant  sweet ;" 

';  Hinder  me  not,"  my  soul  replies, 
"  Because  the  way  is  great." 

4  "  Stay,"  Satan  my  old  master  cries. 
"  Or  force  shall  thee  detain  ;" 

"  Hinder  me  not,  I  will  be  gone, 
My  God  has  broke  thy  chain." 

5  Through  duty  and  through  trials  too, 
I'll  go  at  his  command : 

"  Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land." 

6  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 
Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 

"  Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death. 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee." 


IN  HYMNS.  IN. 


Looking  at  the  Cross.    C.  M. 


399 

1  IN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Una  wed  by  shame  or  fear, 

Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stop'd  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 
In  agonies  and  blood, 

Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  till  my  latent  breath 
Can  I  forget  that  look  ; 

It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt. 
And  plunged  me  in  despair ; 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  Alas !  I  knew  not  what  I  did, 
But  now  my  tears  are  vain  ; 

Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid  1 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 
"  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 

This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 
I  die,  that  thou  mayest  live." 

7  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 
In  all  its  blackest  hue, 

(Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace.) 
It  seals  my  pardon  too, 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

8  With  pleasing  grief,  and  mournful  joy, 

My  spirit  now  is  filled, 
That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 

Yet  live  by  him  I  killed. 

JOU        The  Happy  Change.    L.  M. 

1  IN  sin  by  blinded  passions  led, 

In  search  of  fancy's  good  we  range ; 
The  paths  of  disappointment  tread, 
To  nothing  fixed,  but  love  of  change. 

2  But  when  the  Holy  Ghost  imparts 
A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love  ; 

Our  wandering,  weary,  restless  hearts, 
Are  then  renewed  no  more  to  rove. 

3  Now  a  new  principle  takes  place, 
Which  guides  and  animates  the  will, 

This  love,  another  name  for  grace, 
Constrains  to  good,  and  bars  from  ill. 

4  By  love's  pure  light  we  soon  perceive 
Our  noblest  bliss  and  proper  end  ; 

And  gladly  every  idol  leave, 

To  love  and  serve  our  Lord  and  friend. 

0  f\  "I     Christ  dwelling  in  the  Heart.  Eph  iii.  17, 19 

1  INCARNATE  God !  the  soul  that  knows 
Thy  name's  mysterious  power, 

May  dwell  in  undisturbed  repose, 
Nor  fear  the  trying  hour. 

2  Angels  unseen  around  the  Saints 
Their  guardian  pinions  spread. 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

To  cheer  the  spirit  when  it  faint?, 
And  shield  the  sacred  head. 

3  Himself,  the  Lord  of  angels,  keeps 
The  souls  tha   love  his  name  ; 

Lo!  Israel's  Shepherd  never  sleeps; 
He  always  is  the  same. 

4  Crosses  and  changes  are  their  lot, 
While  yet  they  sojourn  here ; 

But  since  their  Saviour  changes  not, 
What  have  his  saints  to  fear  ? 

0  \t  mt        An  Evening  Hymn.     C.  M. 

1  INDULGENT  Father,  by  whose  care 
I've  passed  another  day, 

Let  me  this  night  thy  mercy  share, 
And  teach  me  how  to  pray. 

2  Show  me  my  sing,  and  how  to  moan 
My  guilt  before  thy  face  ; 

Direct  me,  Lord,  to  Christ  alone, 
And  save  me  by  thy  grace. 

3  Speak  to  my  conscience,  speak  thou  peace. 
Through  his  atoning  blood  : 

And  grant  me,  Lord,  a  full  release 
From  sin's  oppressive  load. 

4  Show  me  my  wants,  and  let  me  crave 
Nothing  hot  what  is  right ; 

Help  me,  by  faith,  on  thee  to  live. 
Then  change  my  faitli  to  sight. 

5  Open  to  me  thy  gracious  ear, 
Great  God,  my  wants  simply  ; 


IN  HYMNS.  IN 

Confirm  my  hope,  relieve  my  fear, 
And  bid  my  murmurings  die. 

6  Guide  me  through  life's  mysterious  path, 
Nor  let  me  from  thee  stray ; 

Preserve  my  fleeting,  mortal  breath, 
Through  each  revolving  day. 

7  Let  each  returning  night  declare 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  ; 

And  every  hour  thy  grace  prepare 
My  soul  for  joys  above. 

8  And  when  on  earth  I  close  mine  eyes, 
To  sleep  in  death's  embrace, 

Let  me  to  heaven  and  glory  rise, 
T'  enjoy  thy  smiling  face. 

QUO         Good  Way.    Jer.  vi.  16.    L.  M. 

1  INQUIRING  souls  who  long  to  find 
Pardon  of  sin,  and  peace  of  mind  ; 
Attend  the  voice  of  God  to-day, 
Who  bids  you  seek  the  good  old  way. 

2  The  righteousness,  the  atoning  blood 
Of  Jesus, — is  the  way  to  God ; 

O  may  you  then  no  longer  stray, 
But  walk  in  Christ,  the  good  old  way. 

3  The  prophets,  and  the  apostles  too, 
Pursued  this  way,  while  here  below ; 
Then  let  not  fear  vour  souls  dismay, 
But  come  to  Christ,  the  good  old  way. 

4  With  cautious  zeal  and  holy  care. 
In  this  dear  way  I'll  persevere  : 


IB  HYMNS.  IS 

Nor  doubt  to  meet  another  day, 
Where  Jesus  is,  the  good  old  way. 

«J04-    Power  of  God.  Jer.  xxxii.  17-27.    L.  M. 

IIS  any  thing  too  hard  for  God  ? 

What  won't  he  for  his  children  do ; 
Dear  in  his  sight  is  Jesus'  blood, 

And  dear  the  purchase  of  it  too : 

2  Our  every  want  he  will  supply, 
Our  every  doubt  he  will  remove  ; 

For  us  he  gave  his  Son  to  die, 
And  can  he  now  forget  to  love  ? — 

3  Though  in  ourselves  defiled  we  are, 
Loathsome,  polluted,  and  unclean ; 

Our  God,  in  Christ,  beholds  us  fair, 
Spotless  and  free  from  guilt  and  sin. 

4  Believe,  and  ask  whate'er  thou  wilt, 
Believing  ask,  thou  shalt  obtain ; 

For  lo !  Immanuel's  blood  was  spilt, 
Because  thou  shouldst  not  ask  in  vain. 

305  cm 

1  IS  there  a  thing  that  moves  and  breaks 

A  heart  as  hard  as  stone, 
Or  warms  a  heart  as  cold  as  ice? 

'Tis  Jesus  blood  alone. 
One  drop  of  this  can  truly  cheer 

And  heal  the  wounded  soul; 
What  multitudes  of  broken  hearts 

This  living  stream  makes  whole  1 


IS  HYMNS.  IS 

2  Hark !  O  my  soul :  what  sing  the  choirs 
Around  the  glorious  throne  ? 

Hark !  the  slain  Lamb  for  evermore 

Sounds  in  the  sweetest  tone ! 
The  elders  there  cast  down  their  crowns, 

And  all,  both  night  and  day, 
Sing  praise  to  him  who  shed  his  blood, 

And  washed  their  guilt  away. 

3  And  this,  while  here,  we  will  proclaim, 
Cheerful  in  our  degree, 

That  through  the  blood  of  God's  dear  Lamb 

Each  soul  may  happy  be. 
But  thou,  9  Lord,  make  every  day 

Thy  grace  to  us  more  sweet, 
Till  we  behold  thy  wounded  side, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet. 

OUt>  Sabbath  Evening.    L.  M. 

IIS  there  a  time  when  moments  flow. 

More  peacefully  than  all  beside  1 
It  is  of  all  the  times  below, 

A  Sabbath  eve  in  summer  tide. 

2  O  then  the  setting  sun  smiles  fair, 
And  all  below,  and  all  above, 

The  different  forms  of  nature  wear 
One  universal  garb  of  love. 

3  And  then  the  peace  that  Jesus  beams, 
The  life  of  grace,  the  death  of  sin, 

With  nature's  placid  woods  and  streams. 
Is  peace  without,  and  peace  within. 
21 


IS  HYMNS.  IS 

4  Delightful  scene !  a  world  at  rest, 
A  God  all  love,  no  grief  nor  fear ; 

A  heavenly  hope,  a  peaceful  breast, 
A  smile  unsullied  by  a  tear. 

5  If  heaven  be  ever  felt  below, 

A  scene  so  heavenly  sure  as  this 

May  cause  a  heart  on  earth,  to  know 

Some  foretaste  of  celestial  bliss. 

6  Delightful  hour,  how  soon  will  night 
Spread  her  dark  mantle  o'er  thy  reign ; 

And  morrow's  quick  returning  light 
Must  call  us  to  the  world  again. 

7  Yet  will  there  dawn  at  last  a  day, 
A  Sun  that  never  sets  shall  rise ; 

Night  will  not  veil  his  ceaseless  ray, 
The  heavenly  Sabbath  never  dies ! 

0  fj  §       The  Restoration  of  Israel.    L.  M. 

1  ISRAEL  !  thy  mournful  night  is  past, 
Thy  bitter  cup  wrung  out  at  last ! 

A  day  of  rest  to  thee  is  given, 
The  promise  is  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  The  Lord  will  not  forget  the  grace 
Reserved  for  faithful  Abra'am's  race: 
His  love  their  wanderings  shall  restore ; 
And  guide  them  that  they  stray  no  more. 

3  Israel !  'tis  thine  accepted  day  ; 

Thy  God,  Himself,  prepares  the  way — 
Behold  his  ensign  from  afar : 
Behold  the  light  of  Jacob's  star  ! 


!    IS  HYMNS.  IS 

4  That  star,  which  once  o'er  Bethlehem  rose, 
;     A  token  on  thy  mountains  glows : 

The  morn  of  earth's  hlest  jubilee 
1     Sheds  its  sweet  early  li^rht  on  thee. 

5  And  Tliou  !  who  once  on  Israel's  ground 
1     A  homeless  wanderer  wast  found — 

Redeemer !  on  thy  heavenly  throne, 
Still  cad  that  Ancient  Church  thine  own. 

6  Bid  her  departed  light  return ; 

Thy  holy  splendour  round  her  burn : 
From  prostrate  Judah's  ruins  raise 
A  living  temple  to  thy  praise. 

0  f\  O   And  surely  itfioweth  with  milk  and  honey. 
QUO  Numb.  xiii.  27.    P.M. 

1  ISRAEL'S  conflicts  now  are  ended, 
All  his  toils  have  reached  a  close  : 

Israel  by  his  God  befriended, 

Has  subdued  his  numerous  foes  : 

Israel's  pott  ion 
Henceforth  shall  be  sweet  repose. 

2  Vanished  is  the  cloud  that  led  him, 
By  the  way  so  many  years  ; 

Gone  the  manna  too  that  fed  him, 
Useless  now,  it  disappears, 

Happy  Israel 
Needs  no  guide,  no  famine  fears. 

3  There,  where  Israel  has  his  dwelling, 
Fruits  of  every  kind  are  found ; 

Trees  all  other  trees  excelling, 
Rise  spontaneous  from  the  ground ; 


IS  HYMNS.  IS 

Milk  and  honey- 
In  the  happy  land  abound. 
Israel  saved  looks  back  with  pleasure 
On  his  conflicts  now  no  more  ; 
Israel's  triumph  knows  no  measure, 
While  he  stands  on  Canaan's  shore  ; 

Now  possessing 
All  his  soul  desired  before. 

5  Far  removed  from  foes  and  strangers. 
Favoured  Israel  dwells  alone ; 

Past  his  toils,  and  past  his  dangers, 
All  his  work  for  ever  done  ; 

Peace  his  portion, 
Peace  by  prosperous  warfare  won. 

6  Happy  people  !  blest  for  ever ! 
Israel,  who  like  thee  is  found  ? 

Whom  the  Lord  was  pleased  to  sever 
From  the  nations  all  around ; 

Happy  people  ! 
Saved,  and  now  with  glory  crowned ! 

0  nO     Then  sang  Moses  and  the  Children  of 
t5\J\j  Israel.     Exod.  xv.  1.     P.M. 

1  ISRAEL  sung  with  joy  and  wonder, 
When  the  Lord  displayed  his  power. 

When  he  cleaved  the  waves  asunder, 

Israel  snng  in  that  glad  hour  ; 
Then  the  sound  of  praise  was  heard, 
Then  Jehovah's  name  was  feared. 

2  But  their  joy  was  q-  'ickly  over, 
And  complaints  were  heard  around  : 


IT  HYMNS.  IT 

Thus  did  Israel  soon  discover 

All  that  in  his  heart  was  ibund ; 
And  the  wonders  lately  seen, 
Seemed  as  though  they  had  not  been. 

3  Thus  do  we  forget  too  often 

All  the  wonders  God  has  shown  ; 
Countless  mercies  fail  to  soften, 

And  subdue  our  hearts  of  stone  ; 
What  though  now  we  raise  our  song, 

Yet  we  may  repine  ere  long. 

4  Where  is  folly  such  as  this  is? 
Where  is  guilt  that  equals  ours  ? 

Where  is  patience  such  as  his  is. 
Patience  that  so  long  endures  ? 
Were  he  aught  but  what  he  is, 
We  had  been  consumed  ere  this. 

5  Teach  us*  Lord,  to  walk  before  thee, 
As  becomes  thy  people  here  ; 

Soon,  we  hope,  we  shall  adore  thee, 

Free  from  sin,  and  free  from  fear ; 
Then  shall  all  thy  people  sing, 
Glory,  glory  to  their  King. 


Resignation  under  sore  trials.    C.  M. 


310 

1  IT  is  the  Lord — enthroned  in  light, 
Whose  claims  are  all  divine  ; 

Who  has  an  undisputed  right 
To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord — should  I  distrust, 
Or  contradict  his  will, 

21* 


IW  HYMNS.  IW 

Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  just, 
And  must  be  righteous  still  ? 

3  It  is  the  Lord— who  gives  me  all. 
My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease  j 

And  of  his  bounties  may  recal 
Whatever  part  He  please. 

4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  sustain 
Beneath  the  heaviest  load, 

From  whom  assistance  I  obtain 
To  tread  the  thorny  road. 

5  It  is  the  Lord — whose  matchless  skill 
Can  from  afflictions  raise 

Blessings,  eternity  to  fill 
With  ever-growing  praise. 

6  It  is  the  Lord — my  covenant  God, 
Thrice  blessed  be  his  name,  # 

Whose  gracious  promise  sealed  with  blood, 
Must  ever  be  the  same. 

7  His  covenant  will  my  soul  defend, 
Should  nature's  self  expire, 

And  the  great  Judge  of  all  descend 
In  awful  flames  of  fire. 

8  Can  I,  with  hopes  so  firmly  built, 
Be  sullen  or  repine  ? 

No,  gracious  God,  take  what  Thou  wilt, 
To  thee  I  all  resign. 


For  potoerover  Sin.    P.  M. 


311 

1  I  WANT  the  Spirit  of  power  within, 
Of  love,  and  of  a  healthful  mind ; 


iW  HYMNS,  IW 

Of  power  to  conquer  inbred  sin, 

Of  love  to  Thee,  and  all  mankind ; 
Of  health,  that  pain  and  death  defies. 
Most  vigorous  when  the  body  dies. 

2  When  shall  I  hear  the  inward  voice, 
Which  only  faithful  souls  can  hear  1 

Pardon,  and  peace,  and  heavenly  joys, 
Attend  the  promised  Comforter: 

O  come,  and  righteousness  divine, 

And  Christ,  and  all  with  Christ,  are  mine ! 

3  O  that,  the  Comforter  would  come, 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 

But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 

And  keep  possession  of  my  breast : 
And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God! 


313 


Watchfulness.    C.  M. 


1  I  WANT  a  principle  within. 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear ; 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near  ; 

1  want  the  first  approach  to  feel, 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire ; 
To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will. 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

2  From  Thee  that  I  no  more  may  part. 
No  more  thy  goodness  grieve : 

The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience,  erive, 


1W  HYMNS.  IW 

Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

0  God,  my  conscience  make ! 
Awake  my  soul,  when  sin  is  nigh, 

And  keep  it  still  awake. 

0  J.  O  Inconstancy  Lamented.  Rom.  vii.  19.  S.  M. 

1  I  WOULD,  but  cannot  sing, 

1  would,  but  cannot  pray ; 
For  Satan  meets  me  when  I  try. 

And  frights  my  soul  away. 

2  I  would,  but  can't  repent. 
Though  I  endeavour  oft; 

This  stony  heart  can  ne'er  relent. 
Till  Jesus  make  it  soft. 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love. 
Though  wooed  by  love  divine ; 

No  arguments  have  power  to  move 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  rest. 
In  God's  most  holy  will ; 

I  know  what  he  appoints  is  best, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  still. 

5  O  could  I  but  believe  ! 
Then  all  would  easy  be  ; 

I  would,  but  cannot — (Lord  relieve  : ) 

My  help  must  come  from  thee! 
0  But  if  indeed  I  would, 

Though  I  can  nothing  do  ; 
Yet  the  desire  is  something  goon. 

For  which  my  praise  is  due. 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

7  By  nature  prone  to  ill, 

Till  thine  appointed  hour 
;  I  was  as  destitute  of  will, 
As  now  I  am  of  power. 
'  8  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length 

The  work  thou  hast  begun  ?    - 
And  with  a  will  afford  me  strength 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run  ? 


3"f  /•      Pilot.;  or,  the  Christian's  Voyage, 
1  -Mr  Luke  viii.  22.     P.  M. 

1  JESUS,  at  thy  command, 
I  launch  into  the  deep, 

And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep : 
For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  Thee  and  thine. 

2  What  though  the  seas  are  broad  ? 
What  though  the  waves  are  strong  ? 

What  though  tempestuous  storms 

Distress  me  all  along  ? 
Yet  what  are  seas  or  stormy  wind, 
Compared  to  Christ,  the  sinner's  friend  ? 
|  3  Christ  is  my  pilot  wise, 
I      My  compass  is  his  word, 
|  My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord : 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

I  trust  his  faithfulness  and  power. 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

4  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep. 
Through  all  my  passage  lie  ; 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep, 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop, 
That  bears  the  world  and  all  things  up  ! 

5  By  faith  I  see  the  land, — 
The  port  of  endless  rest; 

My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast ! 
O  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more ! 

6  Whene'er  becalmed  I  lie, 
And  all  my  storms  subside ; 

Then  to  my  succour  fly, 

And  keep  me  near  thy  side ; 
For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

7  Come  heavenly  wind,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 

To  waft  me  from  below, 

To  heaven  my  destined  place : 
Then,  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind ! 


O  J    fT    The  strung} 


ar.  ix.  24.     L.  M. 


1  JESUS,  believing  we  rejoice, 

& nd  triumph  in  thy  pardoning  voice, 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

But  when  our  unbelief  prevails, 

Our  hope  departs,  our  comfort  fails. 

'2  Thy  promise  does  our  hearts  revive, 

And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive ; 

But  guilt  and  fears,  and  sorrows  rise, 

When  unbelief  o'erclouds  our  eyes. 

3  O,  let  not  sin  and  Satan  boost, 

'While  we  lie  mourning  in  the  dust  •, 

\br  see  that  faith  to  ruin  brought, 

;  Which  thy  own  gracious  power  hath  wrought, 

|l  Do  thou  the  dying  spark  inflame ; 

;Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 

'And  put  all  anxious   'ouhts  to  flight, 

| As  shades  dispersed  by  opening  light. 

!tl  1  O  Second  Advent.    P.  M. 

L  JESUS  comes  by  saints  attended, 

Heaven  the  dazzling  train  supplies ; 
Dall  the  dead,  the  night  is  ended ; 

Bid  the  sleeping  dust  arise : 
Let  the  ransomed 

Join  the  Saviour  in  the  skies. 
I  Look,  ye  saints;  the  sight  is  glorious; 

See  "  the  Man  of  Sorrows"  now ! 
From  his  foes  returned  victorious, 

Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow : 
Crown  him,  crown  him  ; 

Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 
$  While  dismay  on  others  seizes, 

Go  and  share  your  Master's  joy ; 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

Sound  the  sacred  name  of  Jesus, 

Let  his  praise  your  tongues  employ ; 
Praise  him,  praise  him, 

For  those  joys  which  never  cloy. 
4  Yonder  mansion,  iilled  with  pleasure. 

Is  the  place  where  Jesus  reigns ; 
There  your  bliss  will  have  no  measure. 

While  you  sing  in  loudest  strain; 
Hallelujah ! 

Everlasting  joy  remains. 

Ol7     One  thing  Needful.     Luke  x.  42.    L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  engrave  it  on  my  heart, 
That  thou  the  one  thing  needful  art  ; 

1  could  from  all  things  parted  be, 
But  never,  never,  Lord  from  thee! 

2  Needful  art  thou  to  make  :ne  live ; 
Needful  art  thou  all  grace  to  give ; 
Needful  to  guide  me  lest  I  stray. 
Needful  to  help  me  every  day. 

3  Needful  is  thy  most  precious  blood; 
Needful  is  thy  correcting  rod ; 
Needful  is  thy  indulgent  care, 
Needful  thy  all  prevailing  prayer. 

4  Needful  thy  presence,  dearest  Lord. 
True  peace  and  comfort  to  afford; 
Needful  thy  promise  to  impart 
Fresh  life  and  vigour  to  my  heart. 

5  Needful  art  thou  to  be  my  stay, 
Through  all  life's  dork  and  thorny  way: 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

Nor  less  in  death  thou'lt  needful  be, 
When  I  yield  up  my  soul  to  thee. 

6  Needful  art  thou  to  raise  my  dust 
In  shining  glory  with  the  just ; 
Needful,  when  I  in  heaven  appear, 
To  crown,  and  to  present  me  there. 

7  Needful  art  thou,  my  Lord,  my  love ! 
To  tune  my  golden  harp  above  ; 
Needful  art  thou,  my  God,  my  King ! 
While  thro'  eternity  I  sing. 

8  Then  shall  my  soul,  with  joy  supreme. 
Dwell  on  the  dear  delightful  theme, 
Glory  and  praise  be  ever  his, 

K  The  one  thing  needful,"  Jesus  is  ! 

3"g   O   Prayer  for  Humility ',  from  the  Example  of 
1  O  Christ     Phil.  ii.  5—11.     C.  M. 

1  JESUS  !  exalted  far  on  high, 
To  whom  a  name  is  given ; 

A  name  surpassing  every  name, 
That's  known  in  earth  or  heaven ! 

2  Before  thy  throne  shall  every  knee 
Bow  down  with  one  accord : 

Before  thy  throne  shall  every  tongue 
Confess  that  thou  art  Lord. 

3  Jesus !  Thou,  in  the  form  of  God, 
Didst  equal  honour  claim ; 

Yet  to  redeem  our  guilty  souls, 
Didst  stoop  to  death  and  shame  ! 

4  Oh  !  may  that  mind  in  us  be  formed, 
Which  shone  so  bright  in  thee ; 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

An  humble,  meek,  and  lowly  mind, 

From  pride  and  envy  free ! 
5  To  others  we  would  stoop,  and  learn 

To  emulate  thy  love; 
So  shall  we  bear  thine  image  here. 

And  share  thy  throne  above. 


Intercessor.     John  xvii.  24.    L.  M. 


319 

1  JESUS  has  shed  his  vital  blood, 
To  bring  my  wandering  soul  to  God  : 
And  still  to  manifest  his  love. 

He  lives,  and  pleads  for  me  above. 

2  "Father,  I  will,"  the  Saviour  cries, 

"  That  this  poor  soul  at  length  may  rise 
From  all  the  depths  of  sin  and  wo, 
The  riches  of  my  grace  to  know. 

3  "  Now  let  his  sins  be  all  forgiven, 
And  guide  him  in  the  path  to  heaven ; 
I  have  redeemed  his  soul  from  hell, 
With  me  he  shall  for  ever  dwell. 

4  "  To  save  his  life,  thy  Son  was  slain. 
He  is  the  purchase  of  my  pain  ; 

I  claim  my  right,  and  urge  my  plea, 
That  he  may  reign  in  bliss  with  me. 

5  "  He  shall  behold  me  face  to  face. 
And  dwell  in  this  celestial  place ; 
Far  from  the  reach  of  foes  and  fears ; 
My  love  shall  wipe  away  his  tears. 

V)  "  His  pains  and  toils  shall  have  an  end  : 
His  happy  soul  to  God  ascend: 


JE  HYMNS.  5E 

Soon  shall  he  reach  the  peaceful  shore, 
Where  sin  shall  wound  his  heart  no  more.  . 
7  "  Father,  I  will,  that  he  should  prove. 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love ; 
That  he  may  all  my  glories  see, 
And  sit  upon  thy  throne  with  me.'" 

0  A  O  "  The  Lord's  Supper.    L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  how  heavenly  is  the  place, 
Where  thy  own  servants  wait  for  Thee  ! 

Where  the  rich  fountain  of  thy  grace 
Stands  ever  open,  full,  and  free. 

2  Hungry,  and  poor,  and  lame,  and  blind. 
Hither  thy  ransomed  people  fly ; 

In  thy  deep  wounds  a  balsam  find, 
And  live,  while  they  behold  Thee  die. 

3  Here  they  forget  their  doubts  and  fears, 
While  thy  sharp  sorrows  meet  their  eyes ; 

And  bless  the  hand  which  dries  their  tears, 
And  each  returning  want  supplies. 

4  How  vast  the  mysteries  of  thy  love ! 
How  high,  how  wide,  how  deep  it  rolls  ! 

Its  fountain  springs  in  heaven  above, 
Its  streams  revive  our  drooping  souls. 

>w^6  J.      Forsaking  all  to  follow  Christ.    P.M. 

1  JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken. 

All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee  ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  mv  all  shalt  be  ; 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own ! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me ; 
They  have  left  my  Saviour  too  ; 

Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me — 
Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue ; 

And  whilst  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 
God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 

Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me : 
Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure. 
Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain, 

In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favour  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee  Abba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee  ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 
'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast ; 

Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 
Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 

Oh  !  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 
While  thy  love  is  left  to  me  ; 

Oh  !  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation ; 
Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  j 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

Joy  to  find  in  every  station. 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee  : 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine  ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee : 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 
6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission. 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  day-. 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


Christian  Ldve.     Gal.  iii.  28.     7's. 


323 

1  JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee. 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Bid  all  jars  for  ever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling  block  remove  : 
Each  to  each,  unite,  endear  ; 
Come  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind ; 
Lowly,  meek  in  thought  and  word. 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  each  for  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear : 

22* 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

To  thy  church  a  pattern  give. 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  thy  family  above, 
On  the  Avings  of  angels  fly, 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 


Perseverance  Desired.    L.  M 


333 

]  JESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Thou  hast  redeemed  me  with  thy  blood  ; 
By  ties  both  natural  and  divine, 

1  am,  and  ever  will  be,  thine. 

2  But  ah  !  should  my  inconstant  heart, 
Ere  I'm  aware,  from  thee  depart, 
What  dire  reproach  would  fall  on  me, 
For  such  ingratitude  to  thee  ! 

3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  I  hate  ; 
The  guilt,  the  shame,  I  deprecate : 

And  yet,  so  mighty  are  my  foes, 
I  dare  not  trust  my  warmest  vows. 

4  Pity  my  frailty,  dearest  Lord  ! 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford  : 
O  steel  this  timorous  heart  of  mine 
With  fortitude  and  love  divine. 

5  So  shall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears, 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears  \ 
So  shall  I  to  the  world  proclaim 
The  honours  of  the  Christian  name. 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

0/^4-  Liberality.    CM. 

1  JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ! 
Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 

How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  7 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 
Dost  thou  exalted  shine  : 

What  can  my  poverty  bestow  7 
The  universe  is  thine. 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 
The  partners  of  thy  grace ; 

And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  clothed  and  fed, 
And  visited  and  cheered  ; 

And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 
We  in  thy  poor  would  see ; 

O  let  us  rather  beg  our  bread, 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 


Christ's  Exaltation  and  Intercession.  S.  M. 


325 

1  JESUS,  the  Conqueror,  reigns. 
In  glorious  strength  arrayed ; 

His  kingdom  over  all  maintains, 
And  bids  the  earth  be  glad. 

2  Ye  sons  of  men  rejoice 
In  Jesus'  mighty  love : 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice. 
To  him  who  rules  above. 

3  Extol  his  kingly  power, 
Kiss  the  exalted  Son, 

Who  died;  but  lives,  to  die  no  more, 
High  on  his  Father's  throne. 

4  Our  Advocate  with  God, 
He  undertakes  our  cause, 

And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  victory  of  his  Cross. 

Qil£*     Lord,  our  Righteousness.     Jer.  xxiii.  6. 
O^O  L.M. 

1  JESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When,  from  the  dust  of  death,  I  rise 
To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies  ; 
E'en  then  snail  this  be  all  my  plea, 
"Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me." 

3  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay  ? 
Fully  through  thee,  absolved  I  am. 
From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame. 

4  Thus  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood. 
Saviour  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim! 
Sinners, — of  whom  the  chief  J  am. 

5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years  : 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue. 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 
6  O  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice  ! 
Now  bid  thy  banished  ones  rejoice ! 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness. 

0  A  4       Christ  supremely  Desired.    L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  thy  face  I  long  to  see, 
That  lovely  face  once  marred  for  me  ; 
In  which,  with  lustre  all  divine, 

A  thousand  peerless  beauties  shine. 

2  The  transient  visits  of  thy  grace 
Make  earth  itself  a  pleasant  place  ; 
And  heaven  would  be  no  heaven  to  me, 
If  I  were  parted,  Lord,  from  thee. 

3  To  thee  my  fainting  spirit  flies, 
To  thee  my  warm  affections  rise  ; 
For  thee  alone  I  sigh  and  mourn, 
And  anxious  wait  thy  kind  return. 

4  One  smile  of  thine  my  heart  can  cheer, 
Prisons  delierht,  if  thou  art  there; 

In  thine  embrace  I'll  yield  my  breath, 
And  triumph  in  the  pangs  of  death. 

t3  &  O     None  excluded  from  Hope.    C.  M. 

1  JESUS  !  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 

Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 

And  bow  the  aspiring  Greek. 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage. 
Does  thy  salvation  flow  ; 

:Tis  not  confined  to  sex  or  age, 
The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  offered  to  the  prince. 
The  poor  may  take  their  share ; 

No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence, 
To  perish  in  despair. 

4  Be  wise  ye  men  of  strength  and  wit ! 
Nor  boast  your  native  powers  ; 

But  to  his  sovereign  grace  submit. 
And  glory  shall  be  yours. 

5  Come,  all  ye  vilest  sinners !  come. 
He'll  form  your  souls  anew  ; 

His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 
For  rebels  such  as  you. 

6  His  doctrine  is  almighty  love  : 
There's  virtue  in  his  Name, 

To  turn  the  raven  to  a  dove, 
The  lion  to  a  lamb. 

0  t*t  t-F     A  glimpse  of  Jesus,  precious.    L.  EH 

1  JESUS,  what  shall  I  do  to  show, 
How  much  I  love  thy  charming  name  ? 

Let  my  whole  heart  with  rapture  glow, 
Thy  boundless  goodness  to  proclaim  ! 

2  Lord,  if  a  distant  glimpse  of  thee, 

Can  give  such  sued,  such  vast  delight  ; 
What  must  the  joy,  the  triumph  be, 
To  dwell  for  ever  in  thy  sight  ' 


JE  HYMNS.  JE 

OOU   View  of  Christ's  Sufferings.    L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  when  faith,  with  fixed  eyes, 
Beholds  thy  wondrous  sacrifice, 

Love  rises  to  an  ardent  flame, 
And  we  all  other  hope  disclaim  ! 

2  With  cold  affections  who  can  see 

The  thorns,  the  scourge,  the  nails,  the  tree ; 
Thy  flowing  tears  and  dewy  sweat, 
Thy  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet ! 

3  Look  saints,  by  faith,  and  view  his  side, 
The  breach  how  large,  how  deep,  how  wide ! 
Thence  issues  forth  a  double  flood, 

Of  cleansing  water,  pardoning  blood. 

4  Hence,  oh  my  soul,  a  balsam  flows, 
To  heal  thy  wounds,  and  ease  thy  woes ; 
Immortal  joys  come  streaming  down, 
Joys,  like  his  griefs;  immense,  unknown. 

5  Thus  I  could  ever,  ever  sing, 

The  sufferings  of  my  Lord  and  King ; 
With  growing  pleasure  spread  abroad 
The  mysteries  of  a  dying  God. 

OO  f    Prayer  for  a  Blessing  upon  Public  Ordi- 

00  JL  nonces.   L    M. 

1  JESUS,  whe^eV  thy  people  meet, 
There  thev  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  thev  seek  thee  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few ! 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew  ; 


JO  HYMNS.  JO 

Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  glory  of  thy  saving  name. 

3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer, 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care  ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

4  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near  ; 
Not  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear : 
Oh  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own  ! 


Joy.    John  xiv.  22.    C.  M. 


333 

1  JOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 
In  nature's  barren  soil : 

All  we  can  boast  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace. 
And  made  his  glories  known, 

There  fruits  of  heavenly  ioy  and  peace 
Are  found,  and  there  alone. 

3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 
A  sense  of  pardoning  love, 

A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
Give  joys  like  those  above. 

4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  veil, 
To  know  that  God  is  mine, 

Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakable  !  divine ! 

5  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy, 
And  sanctify  the  mind ; 


KI  HYMNS.  Kl 

Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high. 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 
6  No  more,  believers,  mourn  your  lot  ; 

But,  if  you  are  the  Lord's, 
Resign  to  them  that  know  him  not 

Such  joys  as  earth  affords. 


K 

000  My  grace  is  sufficient  for  thee.  2  Cor.  xii.  9, 

1  KIND  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks, 
To  cheer  the  drooping  saint ; 

"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you, 

Though  nature's  powers  may  faint. 

2  "  My  grace  its  glories  shall  display, 
And  make  your  griefs  remove ; 

Your  weakness  shall  the  triumphs  tell 
Of  boundless  power  and  love." 

3  What,  though  my  griefs  are  not  removed, 
Yet  why  should  I  despair  7 

While  my  kind  Saviour's  arms  support, 
I  can  the  burden  bear. 

4  Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 
'Tis  good  to  trust  thy  name : 

Thy  power,  thy  fait;  s fulness,  and  love. 
Will  ever  be  the  same. 
23 


Kl  HYMNS,  KI 

5  Weak  as  I  am,  yet  through  thy  grace 

I  all  things  can  perform ; 
And  smiling,  triumph  in  thy  name, 

Amid  the  raging  storm. 

OOt  Adult  Baptism.    P.M. 

1  KINDEST  Saviour,  we  adore  thee, 
And  thy  sacred  name  confess ; 

While  we  now  appear  before  thee, 

Condescend  our  souls  to  bless  : 
May  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word, 
Inward  peace  and  joy  afford. 

2  Let  us  now  with  zeal  and  fervour. 
Faithful  own  thy  righteous  cause, 

Bless  thee  as  our  kind  preserver, 
Cheerful  keep  thy  holy  laws  : 
Let  not  words  but  actions  show, 
What  to  sovereign  grace  we  owe. 

3  In  this  rite  by  heaven  appointed, 
We  may  wash  the  body  clean, 

Yet  may  still  be  unacquainted 

With  the  malady  of  sin  : 
Grant,  oh  Lord,  that  with  the  sign, 
We  may  feel  thy  power  divine. 

4  Outward  forms  are  unavailing, 
To  the  soul  estranged  from  God ; 

They  can  ne'er  afford  him  healing, 

While  he  treads  the  downward  road  ; 
But  when  sanctified  by  grace, 
We  in  them  can  Jesus  trace. 


KI       '  HYMNS.  KI 

5  Now  we  follow  thine  example, 

Promised  help  do  thou  afford ; 
Teach  us  on  the  world  to  trample, 

Cleaving  still  to  thee  the  Lord : 
Hence  depart  with  cheerful  voice, 
In  thy  ways  may  we  rejoice. 


33 


£T   Admission  of  new  Members.   Gen.  xxiv.  31. 
•3  L.  M. 

1  KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 

May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  'tis  given, 
To  know  the  Saviours  precious  name  ; 

And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet. 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 

Make  oar  communications  sweet, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  barn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  Christians  meet  together  thus  ; 

We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him,      ' 
Who  lived  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 
And  suffered  for  us  here  below  ; 

The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

6  Thus  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore ; 


Kl  HYMNS.  KI 

And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

0  O  O    Melchisedec.    Gen.  xiv.  18,  19. 

1  KING  of  Salem,  bless  my  soul ! 
Make  a  wounded  sinner  whole  ! 
King  of  righteousness  and  peace, 
Let  not  thy  sweet  visits  cease. 

2  Come !  refresh  this  soul  of  mine, 
With  thy  sacred  b  ead  and  wine  ! 
All  thy  love  to  me  unfold, 

Half  of  which  cannot  be  told. 

3  Hail,  Melchisedec  divine ! 

Thou,  great  high-priest,  shalt  be  mine ; 
All  my  powers  before  thee  fall, — 
Take  not  tithe,  but  take  them  all. 

O  O  W   God  reigneth  over  the  Heathen.  Ps.  xlvii.  fc. 

00  4  8's&7's. 

1  KING  of  Zion,  crWe  the  order, 
Send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 

O  let  Zion  stretch  her  border, 
Zion  favoured  of  her  God. 

2  Thou  canst  form  the  zealous  preacher, 
Thou  canst  light  and  love  impart; 

Send  thy  word  to  every  creature, 
Send  it  to  the  sinner's  heart. 

3  O  let  many  now  be  ready 
To  go  forth,  at  thy  command, 

Men  of  faith,  approved  and  steady, 
Leaving  all  at  thy  command. 


LA  HYMNS.  LA 

4  Send  thy  truth  to  every  region, 
Let  the  distant  people  hear ; 

Let  them  turn  from  false  religion, 
And  to  truth  alone  give  ear. 

5  Thou  art  God !  who  would  not  fear  thee, 
Who  that  knows  thy  glorious  power? 

Oh  that  all  the  world  may  hear  thee, 
And  be  slaves  of  sin  no  more. 


0  f3  O        Joy  and  Peace  in  believing.    7's, 

1  LAMB  of  God,  who  Thee  receive. 
Who  in  Thee  desire  to  live, 

Day  and  night  they  cry  to  Thee, 
As  Thou  art,  so  let  us  be  ! 

2  Fix,  O  fix  our  wavering  mind, 
To  thy  cross  us  firmly  bind  : 
Gladly  now  we  would  be  clean ; 
Cleanse  our  hearts  from  every  sin. 

3  Dust  and  ashes  though  we  be, 
Full  of  guilt  and  misery  ; 
Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God, 
Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood. 

4  Sinners  who  in  Thee  believe, 
Everlasting  life  receive ; 
They  with  joy  behold  thy  face, 
Triumph  in  thy  pardoning  grace, 

23* 


LE  HYMNS.  LE 

0  O  XJ  Recovery  from  Sickness.    C.  M. 

1  LET  all  my  powers  unite  to  bless 
My  Saviour  and  my  God, 

Proclaim  aloud  his  richest  grace, 
And  spread  his  fame  abroad. 

2  When  sore  diseases  threatened  death, 
'Twas  he  restrained  their  power, 

Did  then  prolong  my  fleeting  breath, 
My  feeble  frame  restore. 

3  I  mourned  and  chattered  like  a  dove, 
And  none  could  help  afford, 

Till  3od  in  boundless  grace  and  love, 
Pronounced  the  healing  word. 

4  He  spake,  and  lo,  afflicting  pains 
My  wasted  limbs  forsook; 

Death  threw  his  poisoned  dart  in  vain. 
For  he  repelled  the  stroke. 

5  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 
For  his  distinguished  love  ? 

With  joy  I'll  visit  his  abode, 
And  all  his  gifts  improve. 


The  Influence  of  the  Holy  Ghost.    C.  M. 


340 

1  LET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky  ! 
Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 

Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 
According  to  his  Word. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath. 
New  life  creates  within  : 


The  Success  of  the  Gospel    L.  M. 


LE  HYMNS;  LE 

He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 
And  shows  them  unto  men  ; 

The  fallen  soul  riis  temple  makes. 
Go 1'g  image  stamps  again. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  from  above, 
With  thy  celestial  tire  ; 

Come,  and  with  dames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire  ! 

341 

I "  L  E  T  there  be  light!"  Thus  spake  the  Word: 
The  Word  was  God ! — "and  there  was  light !" 
Still  the  creative  voice  is  heard, 
A  day  is  born  from  every  night — 

2  And  every  night  shall  turn  to  day, 
While  months,  and  years,  and  ages  roll- 
But  we  have  seen  a  brighter  ray 
Dawn  on  the  chaos  of  the  soul. 

3  Nor  we  alone :  its  wakening  smiles 
Have  broke  the  gloom  of  nature's  sleep  : 
The  Word  hath  reached  the  utmost  isles, 
The  Spirit  moves  upon  the  deep. 

4  Already  from  the  dust  of  death, 
Man  in  his  Maker's  image  stands; 
Already  draws  immortal  breath, 

And  stretches  forth  to  heaven  his  hands. 

5  From  day  to  day,  before  our  eyes, 
Glows  and  extends  the  work  begun  ! 


LE  HYMNS.  LE 

When  shall  the  new  creation  rise 
O'er  every  land  beneath  the  sun  ? 

6  When,  in  the  sabbath  of  his  love. 
Shall  God  from  all  his  labours  rest ; 
And,  bending  from  his  throne  above, 
Again  pronounce  his  creatures  blest  ? 

7  Soon  the  redeemed  in  every  clime, 
Yea,  all  that  breathe,  and  move,  and  live, 
To  Christ,  through  every  age  of  time, 
Shall  kingdom,  power,  and  glory  give. 

*S^t£  Sincerity  and  Truth.     Phil,  i  v.  8.     CM. 

1  LET  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name 

Their  holy  vows  fulfil : 
The  saints — the  followers  of  the  i  amb — 

Are  men  of  honour  still. 
3  True  to  the  solemn  oaths  they  take. 

Though  to  their  hurt  they  swear : 
Constant  and  just  to  all  they  speak — 

For  God  and  angels  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree. 
Nor  flattering  words  devise ; 

They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  see 
Through  every  false  disguise. 

4  They  hate  the  appearance  of  a  lie. 
In  all  the  shapes  it  Wears, 

Firm  to  the  truth  :  and  when  they  die. 

Eternal  life  is  theirs. 
3  Lo  !  from  afar  the  Lord  descends. 

And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 


LE  HYMxNS.  LE 

He  bids  his  saints — his  faithful  friends — 
Rise,  and  possess  their  crown. 

6  While  Satan  trembles  at  the  sight, 

And  devils  wish  to  die, 
Where  will  the  faithless  hypocrite. 

And  guilty  liar,  fly  1 


Living  to  Christ.    Phil.  i.  21.    L.  M. 


313 

1  L^T  thoughtless  sinners  choose  the  road 
That  leads  the  soul  awav  from  God ; 

The  happiness,  dear  Lord,  be  mine, 
To  live  and  die  entirely  thine. 

2  On  Christ  by  faith  my  soul  would  live. 
From  him  my  life,  mv  al1  receive; 

To  him  devote  my  fleeting  hours, 
Serve  dm  alone  with  all  my  powers. 

3  Christ  is  my  everlasting  All, 
To    im  I  look,  on  him  I  call ; 
He  will  mv  every  want  supply, 
In  time,  and  through  eternity. 

4  Soon  will  the  Lord,  my  life,  appear, 
Sooii  shall  I  end  mv  trials  here; 
Leave  sin  and  sorrov,  death  and  pain, 
"  To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain." 

5  Soon  will  t  e  saints  in  glory  meet, 
Soon  walk  through  every  golden  street ; 
And  sing,  on  every  blissful  plain, 

"  To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain/' 


LE  HYMNS.  LE 

0  /i  /■      The  gracious  Call  of  God  to  Sinners. 

O^Jr-t-  G  M. 

1  LET  us  adore  the  grace  which  seeks 
To  draw  our  hearts  above : 

For,  lo !  the  great  Jehovah  speaks, 
And  every  word  is  love. 

2  Though,  filPd  with  awe  before  his  throne 
Each  angel  veils  his  face, 

He  claims  a  people  for  his  own 
Among  our  sinful  race. 

3  "  Repent,  and  live  !  no  more  pursue 
The  paths  which  lead  to  death  : 

Look  unto  Him  who  died  for  you ; 
Look,  and  be  saved  through  faith 

4  "  My  sons  and  daughters  you  shall  be, 
Through  his  atoning  blood; 

And  you  shall  claim  and  find  in  Me, 
A  Father  and  a  God." 

5  Lord,  helo  us  now  to  seek  thy  face. 
By  Christ  the  Living  Way: 

And  praise  Thee  lor  this  hour  of  grace, 
Through  an  eternal  day  ! 

0  /■    £T    God  praised  for  his  Mercies.  Ps;ihn  cxxxvi. 

*3~tr*J  7's. 

1  LET  us,  with  a  nrl;ulsome  mind. 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  !  :r  is  kind : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure. 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


LE  HYMNS.  LE 

2  He,  with  all  commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new  made  world  with  light : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

3  All  things  living  He  doth  feed: 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

4  He  his  chosen  race  did  bless, 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

5  He  hath  with  a  piteous  eye, 
Looked  upon  our  misery  : 

For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

6  Let  us  then,  with  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  He  is  kind: 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

•J4u  Love  to  Christ    CM. 

1  LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue, 
It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 

Once  I  admi  ed  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 
No  more  content  afford ; 

Far  from  my  heart  be  jovs  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 


LI  HYMNS. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 
The  stars  are  all  concealed; 

So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 
I  bid  them  all  depart ; 

His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice, 
Have  fixed  my  wandering  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  t  line  alone, 
And  wholly  live  to  Thee ; 

But  may  I  hope  that  Thou  wilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 

6  Yes,  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst, 
I  cannot  doubt  thy  will ; 

For  if  thou  hadst  not  loved  me  first, 
I  had  refused  Thee  still. 

0  "J"  4  Resignation.    C.  M. 

1  LIFE  has  a  soft  and  silver  thread. 
Nor  is  it  drawn  too  long ; 

Yet  when  my  vaster  hopes  persuade,, 
I'm  willing  to  be  gone. 

2  Fast  as  you  please  roll  down  the  hill, 
'  And  haste  away  my  years ; 

Or  I  can  wait  my  Father'.s  will, 
And  dwell  beneath  the  spheres. 

3  Rise  glorious,  every  future  sun, 
Gild  all  my  following  days, 

But  make  the  last  dear  moment  known 
By  well-distinguished  rays. 


LI  HYMNS.  L! 

OTTO        On  the  Death  of  a  Child.    C.  M. 

1  LIFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour ; 
How  soon  the  vapour  flies ! 

Man  is  a  tender  transient  flower. 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  Death  spreads  like  winter's  frozen  arms, 
And  beauty  smiles  no  more : 

Ah !  where  are  now  those  rising  charms 
Which  pleased  our  eyes  before  ? 

3  The  once  loved  form  now  cold  and  dead, 
Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 

And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

4  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 
And  lo ! — stern  winter  flies ; 

And,  drest  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom, 
The  flowery  tribes  arise. 

5  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 
When  what  we  now  deplore, 

Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 
And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

6  Then  cease  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears, 
Religion  points  on  high, 

There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
And  joys  which  cannot  die. 

349 

1  LIFT  up  your  heads  in  joyful  hope, 
Salute  the  happy  morn ; 
24 


Nativity.    P.  M. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

Each  heavenly  power 
Proclaims  the  glad  hour, 
Lo!  Jesus  the  Saviour  is  born. 

2  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ; 
To  him  all  praise  is  due : 

The  promise  is  sealed, 
The  Saviour's  revealed, 
And  proves  that  the  record  is  true. 

3  Let  joy  around  like  rivers  flow, 
Flow  on  and  still  increase  ; 

Spread  o'er  the  glad  earth 
At  Jesus's  birth ; 
For  heaven  and  earth  are  at  peace. 

4  Now  the  good  will  of  heaven  is  shown 
Towards  Adam's  helpless  race ; 

Messiah  is  come 
To  ransom  his  own, 
To  save  them  by  infinite  grace. 

5  Then  let  us  join  the  heavens  abov^ 
Where  saints  and  angels  sing ; 

Join  all  the  glad  powers, 
For  their  Lord  is  ours, 
Our  Prophet,  our  Priest,  and  our  King. 


350 


Gospel  Harvest.     John  iv.  35.    L.  M. 


1  LO !  clad  in  nature's  bright  array, 
The  fields  a  beauteous  scene  display  : 
See  ho'.v  the  golden  ears  of  corn, 
Wide-waving,  ail  the  hills  adorn. 


LO  HYMNS,  LO 

2  See  earth  with  God's  rich  goodness 

crowned, 
A  joyful  plenty  smiles  around ; 
But  now  to  our  admiring  eyes, 
Behold !  superior  prospects  rise. 

3  Rich  harvests,  where  salvation  grows, 
Their  fair  celestial  fruits  disclose  ; 

A  paradise  on  earth  is  seen, 

How  pleasing,  how  divine  the  scene. 

4  See  sinners  hastening  to  embrace 
The  tidings  of  forgiving  grace; 
Redeemed  from  hell,  with  price  divine5 
In  faith  and  holiness  they  shine. 

5  All  crowned  with  immortality, 
These  fruits  of  righteousness  shall  be  ; 
Then  they  that  reap  and  they  that  sow 
Shall  everlasting  triumphs  know. 

6  Together,  shall  their  songs  arise, 
In  the  fair  fields  of  paradise ; 

And  shouts  of  triumph,  and  of  joy, 
Their  blest  eternity  employ. 


Praise  for  the  Fulfilment  of  Prophecy. 
Isa.  xliii.  9—12.    C.  M. 


351 

1  LO !  former  scenes,  predicted  once, 
Have  risen  before  our  view  ; 

And  future  scenes,  expected  still, 
Shall  be  unfolded  too ! 

2  Hail,  then,  the  kingdom  of  the  Lord  ' 
Let  earth  his  praise  resound  ; 


LO  HYMNS.  U  \ 

And  they  who  on  the  ocean  dwell, 
Shout  from  the  isles  around. 

3  O  City  of  the  Lord  !  begin 
The  universal  song ; 

And  let  the  scattered  villages 
The  joyful  notes  prolong. 

4  Let  Kedar's  wilderness  afar 
Lift  up  the  lonely  voice ; 

And  let  the  tenants  of  the  rock 
With  accent  rude  rejoice. 

5  Oh  from  the  streams  of  distant  lands 
Unto  Jehovah  sing  ! 

And  joyful,  from  the  mountain's  tops, 
Shout  to  the  Lord  the  King ! 

6  Let  all,  combined  with  one  accord, 
The  Saviour's  glories  raise, 

Till  in  remotest  bounds  of  earth 
The  nations  sound  his  praise. 

0  £T  CP      "  Prepare  ye  the  way  of  the  Lord." 
Ot)^  Isa.  xl.  3,  4.  xxxv.  1.  lv.  13.  xli.  18,  19.  P.  M. 

1  LO  !  He  comes  !  Let  all  adore  Him  : 
'Tis  the  God  of  grace  and  truth  ! 

Haste !  prepare  the  way  before  Him ; 

Make  the  rugged  places  smooth. 
Lo  !  He  comes !  the  mighty  Lord ! 
Great  his  work,  and  his  reward ! 

2  Let  the  valleys  all  be  raised  ! 

Haste !  and  make  the  crooked  straight  : 
Let  the  mountains  be  abased  ; 
Let  all  nature  change  its  state! 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

Through  the  desert  make  a  road : 

Make  a  highway  for  our  God ! 
.3  Through  the  desert  God  is  going, 

Through  the  desert  waste  and  wild ; 
Where  no  goodly  plant  is  growing, 

Where  no  verdure  ever  smiled : 
But  the  desert  shall  be  glad, 
And  with  verdure  soon  be  clad. 

4  Where  the  thorn  and  briar  flourished, 
Trees  shall  there  be  seen  to  grow ; 

Planted  by  the  Lord,  and  nourished, 

Stately,  fair,  and  fruitful  too : 
See  !  they  rise  on  every  side ! 
See !  they  spread  their  branches  wide  I 

5  From  the  hills  and  lofty  mountains, 
Rivers  shall  be  seen  to  flow ; 

There  the  Lord  will  open  fountains, 
Thence  supply  the  plains  below— 
As  He  passes,  every  land 
Shall  confess  His  powerful  hand. 

O  £T  O     Second  Advent  of  Christ.    Rom.  viii.  22, 

0  <3  O  1  Thess.  iv.  17.  &c.  P.  M. 

1  LO  !  He  comes !  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favoured  sinners  slain ; 

Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train : 
Halleluiah!— 

Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  Him, 
Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  ; 

Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 
24* 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing — 

Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  Every  island,  sea,  and  mountain, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  rlee  away; 

All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day; 

Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away ! 

4  Now  Redemption,  long  expected, 
See !  in  solemn  pomp  appear ! 

All  his  saints  by  man  rejected, 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air  { 

Hallelujah?— 

See  the  Day  of  God  appear ! 

5  Answer  thine  own  Bride  and  Spirit 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom : 

The  new  heaven  and  earth  inherit, 

Take  thy  pining  exiles  home : 
All  creation — 

Travails,  groans,  and  bids  Thee  come  . 

6  Yea,  Amen  !  let  all  adore  Thee, 
High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 

Saviour !  take  the  power  and  glory; 

Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  ! 
O  come  quickly — 

Hallelujah  !  Come.  Lord,  come ! 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 


354 


Lo  !  He  Cometh.    P.  M. 


1  LO !  he  cometh  !  countless  trumpets 
Blow  to  raise  the  sleeping  dead : 

'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels. 

See  their  great  exalted  Head ! 
Hallelujah ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Now  his  merit,  by  the  harpers, 
Through  th5  eternal  deep  resounds ; 

Now  resplendent  shine  his  nail-prints. 

Every  eye  shall  see  his  wounds  : 
They  who  pierced  him, 
Shall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 
Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear ; 

Truth  and  justice  go  before  him, 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear  ! 
Hallelujah  ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  Divine. 

4  "  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
Enter  into  life  and  joy  ! 

Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows ; 
Endless  praise  be  your  employ  I" 
Hallelujah ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  to  the  skies ! 

5  Now  at  once  they  rise  to  glon , 
Jesus  brings  them  to  the  King ; 

There,  with  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

They  eternal  anthems  sing: 
Hallelujah ! 
Boundless  glory  to  the  Lamb. 

3ff  ,*T     Prayer  for  Seriousness  in  Prosptct  of 
*3  *3         Eternity.     Psalm  xxxix.  4.    P.  M. 

1  LO  !  on  a  narrow  neck  ofland, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 

Yet  how  insensible  ! 
A  pok.t  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or,  shuts  me  up  in  hell ! 

2  OGod  !  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  tilings  impress ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late  ; — 

By  free  and  sovereign  grace. 

3  Before  me  place  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  in  clouds  shall  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
O  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here. 
With  holy  joy,  and  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure! 
Assist,  O  Lord,  a  feeble  worm, 
Then  shall  1  all  thy  will  perform. 

And  to  the  end  endure  ' 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

5  Then,  Saviour !  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight. 
And  hope,  in  full  supreme  delight. 

And  everlasting  love. 

OfP         The  Redeemed  round  the  Throne. 
UJO  Rev.  v.  9,  10.    vii.  13-17.   L.  M. 

1  LO !  round  the  throne  at  God's  right  hand 
The  saints,  in  countless  myriads,  stand ; 

Of  every  tongue,  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came  ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame  : 
From  all  their  labours  now  they  rest. 

In  God^  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  Hunger  and  thirst  they  feel  no  more : 
Nor  sin,  nor  pain,  nor  death,  deplore : 
The  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 
And  sorrow  yields  to  endless  joy. 

4  They  see  their  Saviour  face  to  face, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  his  grace : 
Him  day  and  night  they  ceaseless  praise. 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise — 

5  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign! 
Thou  hast  redeemed  us  by  thy  blood, 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God  r 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

0  ffT  f^"  ■         Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 

001  Phil.  iii.  20.     C.  M. 

1  LOOK  up  ye  saints  that  dwell  in  dust ; 
Your  hymns  of  victory  sing; 

And  let  his  dying  servants  trust 
Their  ever-living  King. 

2  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 
And  heavenly  guards  around ; 

The  skies  divide  to  make  Him  room. 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

3  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise  F 
And  lo,  the  graves  obey, 

And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  the  happy  day. 

4  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 
Rise  to  the  midway  air ; 

In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  glorify  Him  there. 

5  Oh,  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 
Among  them  clothed  in  white  ! 

The  lowest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Gives  infinite  delight. 

3rD    "  And  He  shall  reign  for  ever  and  ever .'" 
Do  p.  m 

1  LOOK,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious. 

See  the  Man  of  sorrows  now  ! 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious  : 

Every  knee  to  Him  shall  bow: 
Crown  Him — 

Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow  ! 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

2  Crown  the  Saviour !  Angels  crown  Him ! 
Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings : 

In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  Him, 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings : 

Crown  Him — 

Crown  the  Saviour  "  King  of  Kings." 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  Him, 
Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim ; 

Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  Him 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  Name; 

Crown  Him — 

Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame  ! 

OOJ  Evening.    L.  M. 

1  LORD,  as  the  evening  shades  arise 
And  chase  the  twilight  from  the  skies, 
Thy  wondrous  bounty  may  we  find, 
And  share  it  with  a  grateful  mind ! 

2  Oh  !  make  our  weary  members  blest 
With  sweet  refreshment  in  their  rest ; 
And  in  the  hours  of  darkness  spread 
Thy  guardian  arms  around  our  head. 

3  Upon  our  knees  as  here  we  bow, 
Light  of  the  world,  Redeemer,  now 
Fill  all  our  breasts,  lest  deadly  sin 
Should  cause  a  darker  night  within. 

4  If  thoughts  on  Thee  our  souls  employ, 
E'en  darkness  will  afford  us  joy, 

Till  Thou  shalt  call,  and  we  shall  soar, 
And  part  with  darkness  evermore. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

0  O  \J       A  Sacramental  Hymn.    C.  M. 

1  LORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 

But  most  of  all  admire  that  1 
Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

2  I  that  am  all  defiled  with  sin. 
A  rebel  to  my  God  ; 

I  that  have  crucified  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange  surprising  grace  is  this,        ^ 
That  such  a  soul  has  room  ! 

My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand. 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  "  Eat,  O  my  friends,"  the  Saviour  cries. 
"  The  feast  was  made  for  you, 

"  For  you  I  groaned,  and  bled,  and  died, 
"  And  rose,  and  triumphed  too." 

5  With  trembling  faith  and  bleeding  hearts, 
Lord,  we  accept  thy  love  : 

"Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had; 

What  will  it  be  above  ? 
G  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 

Join  all  your  praising  powers  ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 

No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 


Seeking  Pardon.    Psalm  xxvii.  8.  L.  M. 


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I  LORD,  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall> 
Opprest  withfeare,  to  thee  I  call : 


LO  liYMNS.  LO 

Reveal  thy  pardoning  love  to  me, 
And  set  my  captive  spirit  free. 

2  Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Seek  ye  my  face ;" 
The  invitation  I  embrace  ; 

I'll  seek  thy  face — thy  Spirit  give  ! 

0  let  me  see  thy  face  and  live. 

3  I'll  wait ;  perhaps  my  Lord  may  come. 
If  back  I  turn,  hell  is  my  doom  ! — 

And  begging,  in  his  way  I'll  lie 
Till  the  sweet  hour  he  passeth  by. 

4  I'll  seek  his  face,  with  cries  and  tears. 
With  secret  sighs,  and  fervent  prayers ; 
And,  if  not  heard — I'll  waiting  sit, 
And  perish  at  my  Saviour's  feet. 

5  But  canst  thou,  Lord !  see  all  my  pain. 
And  bid  me  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 
Thou  wilt  not,  canst  not,  me  deceive, — 
The  soul  that  seeks  thy  face  shall  live. 

6  "  Then  venture,  O  my  soul,  in  prayer, 
For  none  can  perish,  pleading  here : 
The  blood  of  Christ,  that  crimson  sea, 
Shall  wash  thy  load  of  guilt  away." 

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1  LORD,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 
And  knock  at  mercy's  door  ; 

With  heavy  heart  and  downcast  eye 
Thy  favour  we  implore. 

2  On  us  the  vast  extent  display 
Of  thv  forgiving  love ; 

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Humble  Pleading  for  Mercy.    C.  M< 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  We  sink — with  all  this  weight  oppressed. 
Sink  down  to  death  and  hell ; 

Oh  give  our  troubled  spirits  rest, 
Our  numerous  fears  dispel. 

4  'Tis  mercy,  mercy  we  implore ; 
O  may  thy  bowels  move ! 

Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store. 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 

5  Oh,  for  thine  own,  for  Jesus'  sake, 
Our  many  sins  forgive  ! 

Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break  j 
And  breaking  soon  relieve. 

6  Should  we  at  last  in  heaven  appear, 
To  join  thy  saints  above  ; — 

We'll  shout  'twas  mercy  brought  us  there. 
And  sing  thy  bleeding  love. 

O  £*  O      /  will  instruct  thee  and  teach  thee. 

000  Psalm  xxxii.  8.    P.M. 

1  LORD,  behold  thy  people  here 
Come  to  learn  what  thou  wilt  say ; 

O  in  mercy  now  draw  near ! 

Meet  thy  people  when  they  pray : 
Thou  art  God,  and  thou  alone, 
Lord,  we  worship  at  thy  throne. 

2  Jesus,  'tis  on  thee  we  call, 
Israel's  Saviour,  Israel's  King ; 

Low  before  thy  feet  we  fall, 
Thee  whom  angels  love  to  sing : 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

Saviour,  lead  us  in  the  way. 

Only  Thee  would  we  obey. 

3  Teach  us  what  we  do  not  know. 

Lord  instruct  us  in  thy  will ; 
What  we  learn  O  may  we  do ! 

To  thy  voice  obedient  still ; 
Close  to  thee  may  we  abide, 
Thee  our  Saviour  and  our  Guide. 

4Ur   Doubting  Christian.    Lam.  i.  11.      S.  ML 

1  LORD,  can  a  soul  like  mine, 
Unholy  and  unclean, 

Dare  venture  near  a  throne  of  grace, 
With  such  a  load  of  sin  1 

2  If  I  attempt  to  pray, 
And  lisp  thy  holy  name, 

My  thoughts  are  hurried  soon  away. 
I  know  not  where  I  am. 

3  If  in  thy  word  I  look/ 
Such  darkness  fills  my  mind. 

I  only  read  a  sealed  book, 
But  no  relief  can  find. 

4  Myself  can  hardly  bear 
This  wretched  heart  of  mine ; 

How  hateful  then  must  it  appear 
To  those  pure  eyes  of  thine  ! 

5  That  blood  which  Jesus  spilt, 
That  grace  which  is  thine  own, 

Can  cleanse  the  vilest  sinner's  guilt, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone.    ' 


LO  HYMNS  LO 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

O  pity  and  forgive ! 
Here  will  I  lie,  and  wait  till  thou 

Shalt  bid  me  rise  and  live. 

O  £*  £T  Happy  is  that  People  whose  God  is  the  Lord. 

0  O  *J  Psalm  cxliv.  15.  P.  M. 

1  LORD,  dismiss  us  hence  with  gladness, 
Be  thy  people's  lot  our  choice  ; 

'Tis  thy  foes  have  cause  of  sadness, 
But  thy  people  may  rejoice ; 

Who  shall  harm  them, 
While  they  hear  and  know  thy  voice  ? 

2  From  thy  word  with  food  provided, 
May  we  feed  thereon  and  grow ; 

And  by  thee,  our  Saviour,  guided, 
Through  the  pathless  desert  go ; 

While  the  Gospel 
Charms  our  hearts  from  all  below. 

3  Saviour,  keep  all  evil  from  us, 
Go  before  us  in  the  way ; 

Till  we  reach  the  land  of  promise, 
Be  thy  word  our  guide  and  stay : 

Joy  and  triumph 
Shall  be  ours  in  that  bright  day. 

4  Then  thy  people's  griefs  are  over; 
Then  thy  people  cease  to  fight  ; 

In  that  day  thou  wilt  discover 
All  thy  glory  to  our  sight : 

God  our  portion, 
God  our  everlasting  light. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

0  /^  £*  Tlie  love  of  Christ  which  pnsseth  Knowledge. 
UOU  Ephes.  iii.  19.  C.  M. 

1  LORD,  dissolve  my  frozen  heart. 
By  the  beams  of  love  divine, 

This  alone  can  warmth  impart, 
To  dissolve  a  heart  like  mine. 

2  Should  thy  love  produce  no  change. 
Should  my  heart  resist  thy  love, 

Awful  would  it  be  and  strange, 
-Then  the  case  must  hopeless  prove. 

3  O  that  love,  how  vast  it  is  ! 

Vast  it  seems,  though  known  in  part. 
Strange  indeed  if  love  like  this 
Should  not  melt  the  frozen  heart 

4  Saviour,  let  thy  love  be  felt. 
Let  it's  power  be  felt  by  me, 

Then  my  frozen  heart  shall  melt. 
Melt  in  love,  O  Lord,  to  Thee. 

*\£\^f  Humble  trust ;  or,  Despair  prevented. 

1  LORD,  didst  thou  die,  but  not  for  me  ? 
Am  I  forbid  to  trust  thy  blood  ? 

Hast  thou  not  pardons  rich  and  free  : 
And  grace,  an  overwhelming  flood 

2  Who,  then,  shall  drive  my  trembling  soul 
From  thee,  to  regions  of  despair? 

Who  has  surveyed  the  sacred  roll, 

And  found  my  name  not  written  there  ? 

3  Presumptuous  thought !  to  fix  the  bound- 
To  limit  mercy's  sovereign  reign : 

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LO  HYMNS.  LO 

What  other  happy  souls  have  found 
I'll  seek ;  nor  shall  I  seek  in  vain. 

4  I  own  my  guilt;  my  sins  confess: 
Can  men  or  devils  make  them  more  ? 

Of  crimes,  already  numberless, 

Vain  t:ie  attempt  to  swell  the  score. 

5  Were  the  black  list  before  my  Bight, 
While  I  remember  thou  hast  died, 

'T  would  only  urge  my  speedier  flight, 
To  seek  salvation  at  thy  side. 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  111  cast  me  down ; 
To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear  ; 

And — if  Thou  spurn  me  from  thy  throne  — 
I'll  be  the  first  who  perished  there. 

*\f*  S   Corner  Stone.  1  Pet.  ii.  6.  Isa.  xxviii.  10,  17. 

1  LORD,  dost  thou  show  a  corner-stone. 
For  us  to  build  our  hopes  upon, 

That  the  fair  edifice  may  rise 
Sublime  in  light  beyond  the  skies  ! 

2  We  own  the  works  of  sovereign  love; 
Nor  death  nor  hell  the  hope  shall  move, 
Which  fixed  on  this  foundation  stand, 
Laid  by  thine  own  almighty  hand. 

3  Thy  people  long  this  stone  have  tried, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  defied  ; 
Floods  of  temptations  beat  in  vain, 
Well  doth  this  Rock  the  house  sustain. 

4  When  storms  of  wrath  around  prevail, 
Whirlwind  and  thunder,  fire  and  hail. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

3Tis  here  our  trembling  souls  shall  hide, 
And  here  securely  they  abide ; 

5  While  they  that  scorn  this  precious  Stone, 
Fond  of  some  quicksand  of  their  own, 
Borne  down  by  weighty  vengeance,  die, 
And  buried  deep  in  ruin  lie. 


oi>U        Old  Age.    Psalm  lxxi.  9.    CM. 

1  LORD  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age. 
And  keep  my  passions  cool ; 

Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  every  rule. 

2  My  flymg  years,  time  urges  on, 
What's  mortal  must  decay  ; 

My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

3  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 
Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 

Can  medicines  then  prolong  my  breath. 
Or  virtue  shield  my  heart  ? 

4  Ah  no ! — then  smooth,  O  Lord,  the  hour. 
On  thee  my  hope  depends  : 

Support  me  with  almighty  power, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 

5  Then  shall  my  soul,  O  gracious  God ! 
(While  angels  guard  the  way,) 

With  rapture  haste  to  thine  abode. 
To  dwell  in  endless  dav. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

6  Through  heaven  howe'er  remote  the 
bound, 

Thy  love  I'll  then  proclaim  ; 
And  join  the  choir  of  saints  that  sound 

Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 

#3  W  f\  Stony  Heart  Lamented.  Ezek.  xxxvi.  26,  27. 

1  LORD,  hear  a  burdened  sinner  mourn. 
Who  gladly  would  to  thee  return  ; 

Thy  tender  mercies,  O  impart, 
And  take  away  this  stony  heart. 

2  'Tis  this  hard  heart  which  sinks  me  down. 
Nor  asks  thy  smile,  nor  fears  thy  frown  ; 
This  causes  all  my  wo  and  smart, 

"  Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart.*' 

3  'Tis  this  hard  heart,  my  gracious  Lord, 
Which  scorns  thy  love,  and  slights  thy  word ; 
Which  tempts  me  from  thee  to  depart, 

"  Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart." 

4  'Tis  this  hard  heart,  which,  day  by  day, 
Would  shut  my  mouth,  nor  let  me  pray ; 
Yea,  would  from  every  duty  start, 

"  Lord,  take  away  this  stony  heart." 

5  Sure,  the  blest  day  will  shortly  come, 
When  this  hard  heart  shall  know  its  doom ; 
When  I  no  more  shall  sin  retain, 

Nor  of  a  stony  heart  complain. 

6  Yes,  friendly  death,  with  welcome  stroke. 
Will  loose  the  chain,  will  break  the  yoke  ; 
And  when  arrived  on  Canaan's  shore. 

A  stony  heart  be  felt  no  more. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 


Tlie  Sabbath.— In  the  great  Congregation. 
L.  M. 


371 

1  LORD,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
A  whole  assembly  worship  Thee ! 
At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray ; 
They  hear  of  heaven  and  learn  the  way. 

2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go ; 
'Tis  like  a  little  heaven  below  : 

Not  all  that  careless  sinners  say, 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 

3  O  write  upon  my  memory,  Lord, 
The  texts  and  doctrines  of  thy  word  ! 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ  and  things  divine, 
Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine  ; 

That,  finding  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down  and  wake  with  God. 

O  ^^>  Iicill  not  let  thee  go,  except  thou  bless  me. 

0  4  &  Gen.  xxxii.  26.     7's. 

1  LORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go. 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow : 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am? 

Ah !  my  Lord,  thou  knowest  my  name ; 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea, 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold. 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold> 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy  ; 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free ; 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  passed  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen ; 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

6  Thou  hast  helped  in  every  need ; 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead : 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

7  No — I  must  maintain  my  hold. 
?Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold  ; 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 


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A  glimpse  of  Jesus  precious.    C.  M. 


1  LORD  !  let  me  see  thy  blissful  face. 
While  sojourning  below ; 

'Tis  from  thyself  my  joys  arise, 
And  all  my  comforts  flow. 

2  A  glimpse — a  single  glimpse  of  thee, 
Would  more  delight  nay  soul 

Than  this  vain  world,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  I  possess  the  whole. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

0  •     mT  After  Sermon.    L.  M. 

1  LORD !  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  Name, 
In  which  we  here  together  came  j 

Grant  us  our  few  remaining  days 

To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise, 

2  Teach  us  in  life  and  death  to  bless 
Thee,  Lord  !  our  strength  and  righteousness  ; 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above, 

Where  we  shall  better  sing  thy  love  ! 

0  4  «3  Prayer  for  dry  weather  in  Harvest.    L.  M, 

1  LORD  of  the  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies3 
Thou  sovereign  source  of  all  supplies ; 
Now  thy  preparing  hand  employ, 

Our  hearts  to  fill  with  food  and  joy. 

2  Let  not  deserved  wrath  destroy, 
Our  high  raised  hopes  of  harvest  joy  ; 
Thy  care  o'er  every  crop  extend, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  earth  defend. 

3  May  ripening  suns,  and  fertile  dews 
Their  genial  influence  diffuse  ; 

And  each  kind  element  combine, 

Our  hearts  to  cheer  with  corn  and  wine, 

4  May  hill  and  valley  join  the  field, 
Their  life  preserving  stores  to  yield ; 
And  every  rising  ripening  ear, 
Laden  with  finest  fruits  appear. 

5  Thus,  may  the  heavens,  and  teeming  earth. 
Bring  their  most  precious  treasures  forth  ; 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

While  crops  in  vast  profusion  rise, 
To  Avave  their  homage  to  the  skies. 

6  Lord  of  the  harvest,  thee  we  own ; 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down  ; 
Say,  as  in  ancient  days,  "  I'll  give 
More  than  your  garners  can  receive." 

7  And  while  we  plead  for  earthly  bread, 
That  every  creature  may  be  fed ; 

O  let  eternal  thanks  be  given, 

For  Christ,  th'  immortal  bread  of  heaven. 

0  4  O  Tlie  Presence  of  God  i?i  His  house.    Vs. 

1  LORD  of  hosts !  how  lovely  fair 
E'en  on  earth  thy  temples  are ! 
Here  thy  waiting  servants  see 
Much  of  heaven  and  much  of  Thee 

2  From  thy  gracious  presence  flows 
Bliss  that  softens  all  our  woes; 
While  thy  Spirit's  holy  fire 
Warms  our  hearts  with  pure  desire. 

3  Here  we  supplicate  thy  throne : 
Here  thou  mak'st  thy  glories  known  : 
Here  we  learn  thy  righteous  ways, 
Taste  thy  love,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

Oil  Morning.    C.  M. 

1  LORD  of  my  life,  O  may  thy  praise 
Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 
And  fills  the  circling  hours. 


1 LO  HYMNS.  LO 

2  Preserved  by  thy  almighty  arm, 
I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 

Serene,  and  safe  from  every  harm. 
And  see  returning  light. 

3  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 
And  restless  pains  and  woes ; 

In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
And  undisturbed  repose* 

4  When  sleep,  death's  semblance  o'er  me 

spread, 
And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed. 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 

5  O  let  the  same  almighty  care 
My  waking  hours  attend ; 

From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

6  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll 
And  guide  my  future  days ; 

And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

QWQ    For  improvement  of  the  means  of  Grace, 

1  LORD !  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Bread  of  life  in  Thee  possessing, 
Let  our  faith  and  love  increase : 
O  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness, 
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LO  HYMNS.  LO 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 
For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound ; 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ! 
May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found ! 

3  So  whene'er  the  signal  given 
Calls  us  from  the  earth  away, 

Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven. 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey 
May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day ! 


Hardness  of  Heart  lamented.    L.  M. 


379 

1  LORD  !  shed  a  beam  of  heavenly  day, 
To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away ! 
Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
This  heart — this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

The  rocks  can  rend  ;  the  earth  can  quake ; 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  shake ; 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
What  but  an  adamant  would  melt  ? 
Cioodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  move  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

4  But  one  can  yet  perform  the  deed  ; 
That  One  in  all  his  grace  I  need  ; 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 
And  melt  this  stubborn  heart  of  mine. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

5  Oh,  Breath  of  Life,  breathe  on  my  soul ! 
On  me  let  streams  of  mercy  roll : 
Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 


Eternal  life  in  Christ  alone.  John  vi.  63,  69. 
C.  M. 


380 

1  LORD  !  should  we  leave  thy  hallowed 

feet, 
To  whom  could  we  repair  ? 
Where  else  such  holy  comforts  meet. 
As  spring  eternal  there  ? 

2  Unmingled  joys  'tis  thine  to  give, 
And  undecaying  peace; 

For  thou  canst  teach  us  so  to  live, 
That  life  shall  never  cease. 

3  Thou  only  canst  the  cheering  words 
Of  endless  life  supply : 

Anointed  of  the  Lord  of  Lords, 
The  son  of  God  Most  High ! 

OQA  "  The  Preparation  of  the  Heart  in  Man." 
*5&\J  Prov.  xvi.  1.    C.  M. 

1  LORD  !  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray, 
With  reverence  and  with  fear : 

Though  dust  and  ashes,  yet  we  may, 
We  must,  to  Thee  draw  near. 

2  We  come,  then,  God  of  grace  !  to  Thee : 
Give  broken  contrite  hearts ; 

Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see. 
Truth  in  the  inward  parK 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

3  Give  deep  humility — the  sense 
Of  godly  sorrow  give : 

A  strong  desiring  confidence 
To  see  thy  lace  and  live. 

4  Give  faith  in  that  one  sacrifice 
Which  can  for  sin  atone : 

To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes 
On  Christ — on  Christ  alone. 

5  Give  patience  still  to  wait  and  weep, 
Though  mercy  long  delay — 

Courage  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  Thee  though  Thou  slay — 

6  Give  these — and  then  thy  will  be  done  ! 
Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 

We,  through  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

O  Q  £>  The  Sufferings  of  Christ  pleaded 

0  O  /£  1  John  i.  7.     7's. 

1  LORD  !  thou  knowest  my  wretched  case ; 
Thou  the  curse  of  sin  remove  ; 

Save  me  by  thy  richest  grace, 
Save  me  by  thy  pardoning  love. 

2  Let  me  hear  the  welcome  sound, 
Speak,  if  still  Thou  canst  forgive; 

Speak,  and  let  the  lost  be  found ; 
Speak,  and  let  the  dying  live. 

3  By  thy  pangs  and  bloody  sweat, 
By  thy  depth  of  grief  unknown, 

Save  me  prostrate  at  thy  feet, 
Save  O  save  thy  ransomed  one. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

4  By  thy  mortal  groans  and  sighs, 

By  thy  precious  death  I  pray, 
Hear  my  humble  heart-felt  cries  ; 

Take,  O  take  my  sins  away. 

O  O  O   Cause  thy  face  to  shine,   and  we  shall  be 

0  O  O        saved.     Psalm  Ixxx.  19.     C.  M. 

1  LORD,  we  esteem  the  favour  great, 
And  give  the  praise  to  thee, 

That  we  can  thus  together  meet, 
And  none  to  make  us  flee. 

2  But  all  our  meetings  barren  prove. 
Except  thou  shew  thy  face ; 

Come  then,  dear  Saviour,  from  above, 
And  consecrate  this  place. 

3  0  let  the  visits  of  thy  love 
The  purest  joys  impart ! 

Let  all  our  deadness  now  remove, 
And  zeal  fill  every  heart. 

4  Zeal  to  confess  thy  glorious  name. 
In  spite  of  earth  and  hell, 

Thy  loving  kindness  to  proclaim, 
And  all  thy  goodness  tell. 

5  Lord,  let  thy  people's  light  so  shine- 
That  all  the  world  may  see, 

And  own  its  origin  divine, 
And  give  the  praise  to  Thee. 

liOT  Early  will  I  seek  Thee.    Psa.  lxiii.  1. 

1  LORD,  we  come  to  seek  thee  early. 
Hear,  O  hear  us  when  we  crv ! 
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LO  HYMNS.  LO 

Thou  hast  bought  thy  people  dearly, 
Thou  hast  brought  the  strangers  nigl 

God  our  Saviour  ! 
All  thy  people's  wants  supply. 

2  Lord,  we  bless  thee,  that  invited 
We  draw  near  and  seek  thy  face ; 

Once  the  privilege  we  slighted, 
Ours  was  then  a  fearful  case  : 

God  our  Saviour ! 
We  adore  thy  sovereign  grace. 

3  Through  the  desert  safely  guide  us, 
Cheer  us  when  by  toil  opprest ; 

Though  the  world  around  deride  us, 
Thine  we  know,  are  truly  blest ; 

Soon  thy  people 
Shall  from  all  their  labours  rest. 

4  In  the  midst  of  foes  and  strangers 
Keep  thy  people  safe  from  harm ; 

While  they  pass  through  toils  and  dangers, 
Hold  them  with  thy  mighty  arm, 

And  convey  them 
There,  where  foes  no  more  alarm. 

3Q  £T    Jailor's  Conversion.    Acts  xvi.  30,  31. 
<3  «3  c.  m. 

1  LORD,  we  adore  thy  matchless  ways 
In  bringing  souls  to  thee  ; 

We  sing,  and  shout  eternal  praise, 
For  grace  so  full  and  free. 

2  Thy  grace  pervades  the  prison's  gloom, 
And  shines  with  lustre  there ; 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

Thy  power  can  bring  a  jailor  home, 
With  trembling,  hope,  and  fear. 

3  "  What  must  I  do,"  the  jailor  cries : 
"  To  save  my  sinking  soul '?" 

u  Believe  in  Christ,"  the  word  replies, 
"  Thy  faith  shall  make  thee  whole." 

4  Our  works  are  all  the  works  of  sin, 
Our  nature  quite  depraved ; 

Jesus  alone  can  make  us  clean ; 
By  grace  are  sinners  saved. 

5  "  Believe,  believe,"  the  gospel  cries, 
"  This  is  the  living  way  ;" 

From  faith  in  Christ  our  hopes  arise, 
And  shine  to  perfect  day. 

6  Come,  sinners,  then,  the  Saviour  trust, 
To  wash  you  in  his  blood  ; 

To  change  your  hearts,  subdue  your  lust, 
And  bring  you  home  to  God. 


386 


At  the  beginning  of  the  year.    L.  M. 


1  LORD  !  we  are  spared,  and  yet  are  found 
In  thy  own  house  on  praying  ground  : 
Many  are  gone  who  near  us  stood, 

Gone  to  thy  awful  bar,  O  God  ! 

2  Now  soon  in  heaven,  or  soon  in  hell, 
We  shall  with  Thee,  or  Satan,  dwell : 
Grant,  Lord,  that  with  intense  desire 
We  may  in  Christ,  to  heaven  aspire. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

8  That  glorious  race  if  now  begun, 
We  in  Jehovah's  strength  go  on  ; 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  thy  servants  fear, 
'Twill  be  to  them  a  happy  year. 

OOl  Gratitude  and  Devotion.    L.  M. 

1  LORD,  what  is  man,  that  he  should  prove 
The  object  of  thy  boundless  love  ! 

Say,  why  should  he  so  largely  share 
Thy  favour  and  thy  tender  care  ? 

2  While  now  my  lips  draw  vital  breath, 
Or  till  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  wondrous  love, 
Nor  thoughtless  of  thy  kindness  prove. 

3  Beneath  thy  shadowy  wings'  defence 
I'll  place  my  only  confidence  : 

In  every  danger  and  distress, 
To  thee  will  I  my  prayer  address. 

4  Should  all  my  hopes  on  earth  be  lost. 
In  thee  I'll  make  my  constant  boast ; 
I'll  spread  the  glories  of  thy  name, 
And  thy  unbounded  love  proclaim. 

Qfifi  Man,  by  Nature,  by  Grace,  and  in  Glory. 

1  LORD,  what  is  man  !  extremes  how  wide 

In  this  mysterious  nature  join  ! 
The  flesh  to  worms  and  dust  allied  ; 

The  soul,  immortal  and  divine ! 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

2  Divine  at  first,  a  holy  flame, 
Kindled  by  God's  creative  breath ; 

Till,  stained  by  sin,  it  soon  became 
The  seat  of  darkness,  strife,  and  death. 

3  But  Christ,  Oh  !  what  amazing  grace ! 
Assumed  our  nature  as  his  own  ; 

Obeyed  and  suffered  in  our  place : 
Then  bore  that  nature  to  his  throne ! 

4  Now,  what  is  man,  when  grace  reveals 
The  virtue  of  a  Saviour's  blood  1 

Again,  a  life  divine  he  feels, 

Despises  earth,  and  walks  with  God. 

5  And  what,  in  yonder  realms  above, 
Is  ransomed  man  ordained  to  be  1 

With  honour,  holiness,  and  love, 
No  seraph  more  adorned  than  he. 

6  Nearest  the  throne,  and  first  in  song 
Man  shall  his  hailelujahs  raise  ; 

While  wondering  angels  round  him  throng, 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  his  praise. 


Confession,  Prayer,  and  Praise.    C.  M.  D. 


389 

1  LORD  !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 

And  our  confessions  pour, 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 

And  hate  what  we  deplore ; 
Our  broken  spirits  pitying  see  ; 

True  penitence  impart : 
Then  let  a  kindling  glance  from  Thee 

Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

2  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 
Oh  let  our  wills  resign  ; 

And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share, 

Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 
Let  faith  each  weak  petition  fill, 

And  lift  it  to  the  skies ; 
And  teach  our  hearts  'tis  goodness  still 

Which  grants  it,  or  denies. 

3  When  our  united  voices  strive 
Their  cheerful  hymns  to  raise, 

Let  love  divine  within  us  live, 

And  lift  our  souls  in  praise  : 
Then  on  thy  glories  while  we  dwell, 

Thy  mercies  we'll  review; 
Till  love  divine,  transported  tell — 

Thou  God,  art  Father  too ! 

»>Ork      ?%e  GospelJubilee.    Pfea.  lxxxix.  15. 
OUU  Lev.  xxv.     Isa.  lxi.a     L.  M. 

1  LOUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound 
And  spread  the  joyful  tidings  round; 
Let  every  soul  with  transport  hear, 
And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  Ye  debtors !  whom  he  gives  to  know 
That  yon  ten  thousand  talents  owe, 
When  humbled  at  his  feet  ye  fall 
Your  gracious  Lord  forgives  them  all! 

3  Slaves!  who  have  borne  the  heavy  chain, 
Of  sin,  and  hell's  tyrannic  reign, 

To  liberty  assert  your  claim, 

And  urge  the  great  Redeemer's  nan?' , 


LO  HYMNS.  LO 

4  Salenvs  inhabitants  no  more 
Bondage  nor  poverty  deplore ; 

Nor  debt,  but  love  immensely  great, 
And  joy  still  rises  with  the  debt ! 

5  Oh  happy  souls  that  know  the  sound  ! 
God's  light  shall  all  their  steps  surround ; 
And  show  that  Jubilee  begun, 

Which  through  eternal  years  shall  run. 

OJI    Divine  Love.    2  Cor.  iii.  17,  18.    8's  &  Vs. 

1  LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down : 

Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown : 

2  Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 
Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 

Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Enter  every  trembling  heart, 

3  Come,  thou  Holy,  loving  Spirit 
Enter  every  troubled  breast ; 

Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit 

Peace,  and  joy,  and  holy  rest. 

4  Take  away  the  love  of  sinning. 
Alpha  and  Omega  be ; 

End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 
Set  our  souls  at  liberty. 

5  Carry  on  thy  new  creation, 
Happy,  holy  may  we  be ! 

Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 
Perfectly  secured  by  Thee  ! 


MA  HYMNS.  MA 

6  Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 
'Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 

'Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise! 


M. 


Prayer  for  Missionaries.  L.  M. 


393 

1  MARKED  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies, 
This  promise  meets  our  anxious  eyes, 
That  Heathen  lands  the  Lord  shall  know, 
And,  warm  with  faith,  each  bosom  glow. 

2  E'en  now  the  hallowed  scenes  appear ! 
E'en  now  unfolds  the  promised  year ! 
Lo !  distant  shores  thy  heralds  trace, 
And  bear  the  tidings  of  thy  grace. 

3  'Mid  burning  climes  and  frozen  plains, 
Where  Pagan  darkness  brooding  reigns, 
Lord,  mark  their  steps,  their  fears  subdue, 
Strengthen  their  arm,  and  clear  their  view,- 

4  When,  worn  by  toil,  their  spirits  fail, 
Bid  them  the  glorious  future  hail ; 
Bid  them  the  crown  of  life  survey, 
And  onward  urge  their  conquering  way. 

*3\Jti     Salutary  effects  of  the  Gospel,    P.  M. 

1  MARK  the  soft-falling  snow 
And  the  diffusive  rain  r 


MA  HYMNS.  MA 

To  heaven  from  whence  it  fell, 
It  turns  not  back  again : 
J  But  waters  earth        Through  every  pore, 
!  And  calls  forth  all      Its  secret  store. 

2  Arrayed  in  beauteous  green 

The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 

By  Providence  Divine : 
The  harvest  bows       Its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed        Of  future  years. 

J   3  "  So,"  saith  the  God  of  Grace, 

"  My  gospel  shall  descend, 
I    Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend : 
,'    Millions  of  souls  Shall  feel  its  power, 

I    And  bear  it  down        To  millions  more. 

4  "  Joy  shall  begin  your  march, 
And  peace  protect  your  ways ; 

While  all  the  mountains  round 
Echo  melodious  praise ; 

The  vocal  groves       Shall  sing  the  God, 

And  every  tree  Consenting,  nod." 


Gethsemane.    Matt.  xxvi.  36—42.    7's. 


394 

1  MANY  woes  had  Christ  endured. 
Many  sore  temptations  met, 
Patient,  and  to  pains  inured  : 
But  the  sorest  trial  yet 

27 


MA  HYMNS.  MA 

Was  to  be  sustained  in  thee, 
Gloomy,  sad  Gethsemane. 

2  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt ; 
This  through  grace  can  be  believed ; 
But  the  torments  which  he  felt, 
Are  too  vast  to  be  conceived  ; 
None  can  penetrate  through  thee. 
Doleful,  dark  Gethsemane. 


The  Sabbath—Morning.    C.  M. 


395 

1  MAY  I  throughout  this  day  of  thine 
Be  in  the  Spirit,  Lord, 

Spirit  of  humble  fear  divine, 
That  trembles  at  thy  word. 

2  Spirit  of  faith,  my  heart  to  raise, 
And  fix  on  things  above, 

Spirit  of  sacrifice  and  praise, 
Of  holiness  and  love. 

OVfl3        Prayer  for  the  Jews.    P.  M". 

1  MAY  the  glorious  day  of  promise 
Come,  and  spread  its  cheerful  ray, 

When  the  scattered  sheep  of  Israel 

Shall  no  longer  go  astray; 
When  Hosannas — 

With  united  voice  they  cry. 

2  Lord  !  how  long  wilt  thou  be  angry'? 
Shall  thy  wrath  for  ever  burn  ? 


MA  HYMNS.  MA 

Rise !  redeem  thine  ancient  people  ; 

Their  transgressions  from  them  turn. 
King  of  Israel ! — 

Come,  and  set  thy  people  free  ! 

3  Oh  that  thou  would' st  soon  to  Jacob 

Thine  enlivening  Spirit  send? 
Of  their  unbelief  and  misery, 

Make,  O  Lord,  a  speedy  end ! 
Lord !  Messiah  ! — 

Prince  of  Peace  !  o'er  Israel  reign ! 

QQiy  For  our  Gospel  came  not  unto  you  in  word 

0  *J  4  only,  but  also  in  power.     1  Thess.  i.  v.  P.  M. 

1  MAY  the  power  that  brings  salvation, 
Still  exerted  in  the  word, 

By  its  quick'ning  operation, 
Life  impart  and  joy  afford  ! 

Life  to  sinners, 
Joy  to  those  who  know  the  Lord. 

2  Hark,  the  voice  of  love  proclaiming 
Mercy  through  a  Saviour's  blood ! 

Vain  the  schemes  of  human  framing, 
This  alone  is  owned  of  God  ; 

'Tis  the  Gospel 
Points  to  heaven,  and  shows  the  road. 

0  (\  O    The  Apostolical  Ben ediction—2  Cor.  xiii.  14. 

1  MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  o'erflo\ving; 
A.nd  the  Father's  boundless  love. 


ME  HYMNS.  ME 

And  the  Spirit  life-bestowing 

Rest  upon  us  from  above ! 
2  Thus  may  we  abide  united 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess  in  him  delighted 

Joys,  which  earth  cannot  afford  ! 

0  *3  %9    Encouragement  to  Missionaries.    P.  M. 

1  MEN  of  God!  go  take  your  stations  ! 
Darkness  reigns  throughout  the  earth. 

Go,  proclaim  amonir  the  nations 

Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth : 
Bear  the  tidings — 

Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth! 

2  Of  his  Gospel  not  ashamed, 
As  the  power  of  God  to  save ; 

Go  where  Christ  was  never  named, 

Publish  freedom  to  the  slave! 
Blessed  freedom ! — 

Such  as  Z ion's  children  have. 

3  When  exposed  to  fears  and  dangers, 
Jesus  will  his  own  defend : 

Borne  afir  mid^t  roes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  will  appear  your  Friend  ; 

And  Hi*  presence — 

Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 

4-00        Bartimeus.    Mark  x.  47,  48.    P.M. 

1  "MERCY,  O  thou  Son  of  David!" 
Thus  blind  Bartimeus  prayed  : 


ME  HYMNS.  ME 

Others  by  thy  word  are  saved. 

Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid : 
Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, 

But  he  called  the  loader  still ; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him 

"  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 
Though  by  begging  used  to  live  ; 

But  he  asked,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms,  which  none  but  he  could  give  : 

"  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 
Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day  ;" 

Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 
Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

3  Oh!  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 
Publishing  to  all  around  ; 

::  Friend,  is  not  my  case  amazing? 

What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  : 
Oh !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advised  by  me ! 
Surely  would  they  hasten  to  him, 

He  would  cause  them  all  to  see.*' 

/t  At  Messiah  greeted  by  the  Creation. 

irUl  Isa.  lv.  12,  13.    C.  M. 

1  MESSIAH  !  at  thy  glad  approach, 
The  howling  wilds  are  still : 

Thy  praises  fill  the  lonely  waste, 
And  breathe  from  every  hill. 

2  The  hidden  fountains  at  thy  call. 
Their  sacred  stores  unlock  ; 

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MO  HYMNS.  MO 

Loud  in  the  desert,  sudden  streams 
Burst  living  from  the  rock. 

3  The  incense  of  the  spring  ascends 
Upon  the  morning  gale  : 

Red  o'er  the  hill  the  roses  bloom, 
The  lilies  in  the  vale. 

4  Renewed,  the  earth  a  robe  of  light, 
A  robe  of  beauty  wears  ; 

And  in  new  heavens  a  brighter  sun 
Leads  on  the  promised  years. 

5  Let  Israel  to  the  Prince  of  Peace 
The  loud  hosannas  sing; 

With  hallelujahs,  and  with  hymns, 
O  Zion!  hail  thy  King! 

A_f\&    The  excellency  of  the  Priesthood  of  Christ 

1  'MONG  all  the  priests  of  Jewish  race, 
Jesus  the  most  illustrious  stands ; 

The  radiant  beauty  of  his  face 
Superior  lcve  and  awe  demands. 

2  Not  Aaron  or  Melchisedeck 

Could  claim  such  high  descent  as  lie ; 
His  nature  and  his  name  bespeak 
His  unexampled  pedigree. 

3  Descended  from  the  eternal  God, 
He  bears  the  name  of  his  own  Son  ; 

And,  dressed  in  human  flesh  and  blood, 
He  puts  his  priestly  garments  on. 

4  The  mitred  crown,  th'  embroidered  vest, 
With  graceful  dignity  he  wears  ; 


MO  HYMNS.  MO 

And,  in  full  splendour,  on  his  breast 
The  sacred  oracle  appears. 

5  So  he  presents  his  sacrifice, — 
An  offering  most  divinely  sweet ; 

While  clouds  of  fragrant  incense  rise. 
And  cover  o'er  the  mercy-seat. 

6  The  Father,  with  approving  smile, 
Accepts  the  offering  of  his  Son  ; 

New  joys  the  wondering  angels  feel, 
And  haste  to  bear  the  tidings  down 

7  The  welcome  news  their  lips  repeat 
Gives  sacred  pleasure  to  my  breast, 

Henceforth,  my  soul,  thy  cause  commit 
To  Christ,  the  Advocate  and  Priest. 


TTvJO  Resurrection  of  Christ.  Matt,  xxviii.  6.  7's, 

1  MORNING  breaks  upon  the  tomb. 
Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom  : 

Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies. 
See,  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  ! 

2  Christians  !  dry  your  flowing  tears. 
Chase  those  unbelieving  fears : 
Look  on  this  deserted  grave, 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

3  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away. 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay- 


MtJ  HYMNS.  MU 

/I  ^   1    A  Hopeful  Youth  falling  short  of  Heaven. 
^kxJ-m:  Markx.  17— 22.     L.  ML 

1  MUST  all  the  charms  of  nature  then 
So  hopeless  to  Salvation  prove  ? 

Can  hell  demand,  can  heaven  condemn, 
The  man  whom  Jesus  deigns  to  love? 

2  The  man  who  sought  the  ways  of  truth, 
Paid  friends  and  neighbours  all  their  due, 

(A  modest,  sober,  lovely  youth,) 

And  thought  he  wanted  nothing  new ! 

3  But  mark  the  change !  thus  spake  the  Lord, 
"  Come,  part  with  earth  for  heaven  to  day!" 
The  youth,  astonished  at  the  word, 

In  silent  sadness  went  his  way! 

4  Poor  virtues  which  he  boasted  so. 
The  test  unable  to  endure ! 

Let  Christ,  and  grace,  and  glory  go, 
To  make  his  land  and  money  sure  ! 

5  Ah  foolish  choice  of  treasures  here  ! 
Ah  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  ! 

Must,  this  base  world  be  bought  so  dear  ? 
Are  life  and  heaven  so  cheaply  sold  1 

6  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  shine 
If  my  vile  passions  govern  me! 

Transform  my  soul,  O  Lord  Divine  ! 
And  make  me  part  with  all  for  Thee, 


The  Death  of  Kindred  improved.    C.  M» 


405 

1  MUST  friends  and  kindred  droop  and  die? 
\nd  helpers  be  withdrawn? 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

While  sorrow  with  a  weeping  eye 

Counts  up  our  comforts  gone ! 
I  2  Be  Thou  our  comfort,  mighty  God  ? 

Our  Helper  and  our  Friend ! 
Nor  leave  us  in  this  dangerous  road, 

Till  all  our  trials  end ! 

3  O  may  our  feet  pursue  the  way 
Our  pious  fathers  led  ! 

While  love  and  holy  zeal  obey 
The  counsels  of  the  dead ! 

4  Let  us  be  weaned  from  all  below  : 
Let  hope  our  grief  dispel : 

While  death  invites  our  souls  to  go 
Where  our  best  kindred  dwell ! 

/i{\£*     The  Christian  Warfare.    Eph.  vi.  13—17. 

1  MY  Captain  sounds  the  alarm  of  war . 
"  Awake !  the  powers  of  hell  are  near  ' 
To  arms  !  to  arms !"  I  hear  him  cry, 
"'Tis  yours  to  conquer  or  to  die !" 

2  Roused  by  the  animating  sound, 
I  cast  my  eager  eyes  around : 
Make  haste  to  gird  my  armour  on, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  begone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet ;  faith  my  shield  ; 
Thy  word,  my  God,  the  sword  I  wield ; 
With  sacred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
And  holy  zeal  inspires  my  heart. 

4  Thus  armed,  I  venture  on  the  fight : 
Resolved  to  put  my  foes  to  flight ; 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

While  Jesus  kindly  deigns  to  spread 
His  conquering  banner  o'er  my  head 

5  In  him  I  hope  ;  in  him  I  trust ; 
His  bleeding  cross  is  all  my  boast; 
Through  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on 
To  victory,  and  the  victor's  crown. 

A_f\ty  Death  of  a  young, Per  son.    Psalm  cii.  23. 

1  MY  Father  calls  me  to  his  arms. 
And  willingly  I  go: 

With  cheerfulness  I  bid  farewell 
To  every  thing  below. 

2  My  tender  parents  kind  and  dear, 
I  bid  farewell  to  you  ; 

Though  nature  feels,  and  I  can  find 
'Tis  hard  to  say,  adieu  ! 

3  Ye  friends  and  kindred  love  me  much, 
Ye  hold  me  near  your  heart ; 

And  still  I  feel  that  I  can  love, 
And  find  it  hard  to  part. 

4  Ye  brothers,  sisters,  me  you  love, 
And  love  I  also  feel ; 

I  see  your  tender  passions  move, 
Your  grief  you  can't  conceal. 

5  But  do  not  weep  or  grieve  for  mo : 
You  know  I  must  go  home : 

I  was  upon  a  visit  here, 
A  M.l  now  I  must  return, 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

6  Farewell,  thou  world,  with  all  thy  toys ! 
For  thou  hast  been  to  me 

A  world  of  transitory  joys, 
Of  sin  and  vanity. 

7  Now  I  rejoice  to  leave  this  world 
Of  sorrow,  sin,  and  pain  ; 

I  know  I'm  washed  in  Jesus'  blood. 
And  shall  a  crown  obtain. 

8  Pm  going  to  my  heavenly  friend. 
My  Jesus  and  my  all ; 

He  calls  to  take  me  to  his  arms, 
And  I'll  obey  the  call. 

/f  AQ  The  Resurrection  of  the  Body.    Job  xix.  25. 

1  MY  faith  shall  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
And  trample  on  the  tombs ; 

My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 

My  God,  my  Saviour  comes : 
Ere  long  I  know  He  shall  appear. 

In  power  and  glory  great ; 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes. 

Lie  vanquished  at  his  feet. 

2  Then,  though  the  worms  my  flesh  devour. 
And  make  my  corpse  their  prey, 

I  know  I  shall  arise  with  power, 

On  the  last  judgment  day : 
When  God  shall  stand  upon  the  earth, 

Him  there  mine  eyes  shall  see  ; 
My  flesh  shall  feel  a  second  birth, 

And  ever  with  Him  be, 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

3  Then,  his  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye ; 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 

Shall  cease  eternally. 
How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay ! 
O,  hasten  thy  appearance,  Lord, 

And  bring  the  welcome  day ! 

/•  £\  f\        The  Creator  praised ;  or,  Times  and 
~Mr\JXJ    Seasons.     Psalm  Ixxiv.  16,  17.    L.M.D. 

1  MY  God,  all  nature  owns  thy  sway, 
Thou  givest  the  night,  and  thou  the  day  ! 
When  all  thy  loved  creation  wakes, 
When  morning,  rich  in  lustre,  breaks, 
And  bathes  in  dew  the  opening  flower. 
To  thee  we  owe  her  fragrant  hour ; 

And  when  she  pours  her  choral  song, 
Her  melodies  to  thee  belong ! 

2  Or,  when  in  paler  tints  arrayed 

The  evening  slowly  spreads  her  shade ; 
That  soothing  shade,  that  grateful  gloom. 
Can  more  than  day's  enlivening  bloom 
Still  every  fond  and  vain  desire, 
And  calmer,  purer  thoughts  inspire  ; 
From  earth  the  pensive  spirit  free, 
And  lead  the  softened  heart  to  thee  ! 

3  In  every  scene  thy  hands  have  dressed. 
In  every  form  by  thee  impressed, 

Upon  the  mountain's  awful  head, 

Or  where  the  sheltring  woods  are  spread  ; 


MY  HYMNS.      .  MY 

In  every  note  that  swells  the  gale, 
Or  tuneful  stream  that  cheers  the  vale, 
The  cavern's  depth,  or  echoing  grove3 
A  voice  is  heard  of  praise  and  love. 

4  As  o'er  thy  work  the  seasons  roll, 
And  sooth,  with  change  of  bliss,  the  soul. 
Oh  never  may  their  smiling  train 
Pass  o'er  the  human  sense  in  vain ! 
But  oft,  as  on  the  charm  we  gaze, 
Attune  the  wondering  soul  to  praise  ; 
And  be  the  joys  that  most  we  prize. 
The  joys  that  from  thy  favours  rise. 


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Divine  Lone.    Rom.  v.  8.    P.  M 


1  MY  God !  thy  boundless  love  we  praise  : 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze — 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thy  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'Tis  love  that  gilds  the  vernal  ray- 
Adorns  the  flowery  robe  of  May — 

Perfumes  the  breathing  gale ; 
:Tis  love  that  loads  the  plenteous  plain 
With  blushing  fruits,  and  golden  grain, 

And  smiles  o'er  every  vale. 

3  But  in  thy  gospel,  it  appears 
In  sweeter,  fairer  characters, 

And  charms  the  ravished  breast : 
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Mi  HYMNS.  MY 

There,  love  immortal  leaves  the  sky, 
To  wipe  the  drooping  mourner's  eye, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  There  smiles  a  kind  propitious  God — 
There  flows  a  dying  Saviour's  blood. 

The  pledge  of  sins  forgiven ; 
There  God  the  Spirit  points  the  way 
To  regions  of  eternal  day, 

And  opens  all  his  heaven. 

0  Then,  in  redeeming  love  rejoice 
My  soul — and  hear  a  Saviour's  voice, 

That  calls  thee  to  the  sides  ; 
Above  life's  empty  scenes  aspire — 
Its  sordid  cares  and  mean  desire — 

A  nd  seize  the  eternal  prize. 

mT  JL   J.     Resignation.    2  Sam.  xjtiii.  5.    C.  M". 

1  MY  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
Abides  for  ever  sure  ; 

And  in  it's  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 
My  Father  art  become ; 

Jesus  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  ; — 

3  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will. 
For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 

And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
1  wn  it  the  light  above. 


:my  hymns.  my 

4  Thy  covenant,  in  the  darkest  gloom. 

Shall  heavenly  rays  impart, 
Which,  when  my  eye-lids  close  in  death. 

Shall  warm  my  chilling  heart. 

i 

/%   ~i  C%  Recovery  from  Sickness.    Psalm  cxvi.  8. 
*±Y&  CM. 

1  MY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 
The  remnant  of  my  days; 

Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed. 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ! 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 
Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 

When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave. 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Thou,  when  the  pains  of  death  were  felt. 
Didst  chase  the  fears  of  hell ; 

And  teach  my  pale  and  quivering  lips 
Thy  matchless  grace  to  tell. 

4  Calmly  I  bowed  my  fainting  head 
On  thy  dear  faithful  breast ; 

Pleased  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

5  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God. 
Did  I  my  soul  resign  ; 

In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth, 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

6  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave. 
At  thy  command  I  come  ; 

Nor  would  I  urge  a  speedier  flight, 
To  my  celestial  home. 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

7  Where  thou  allottest  mine  abode, 

There  would  I  choose  to  be  ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 

And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 

/|"gO     My  God  shall  supply  all  your  Need. 
irlO  Phil.  iv.  19,  20.    C.  M. 

1  MY  God ! — how  cheerful  is  the  sound  ! 
How  pleasant  to  repeat ! 

Well  may  that  heart  with  pleasure  bound, 
Where  God  hath  fixed  his  seat. 

2  What  want  shall  not  our  God  supply 
From  his  redundant  stores ! 

What  streams  of  mercy  from  on  high 
An  arm  almighty  pours ! 

3  From  Christ,  the  ever-living  spring, 
These  ample  blessings  flow  : 

Prepare  my  lips  his  name  to  sing 
Whose  heart  has  loved  us  so. 

4  Now,  to  our  Father,  and  our  God 
Be  endless  glory  given, 

Through  all  the  realms  of  man's  abode, 
And  through  the  highest  heaven. 

4-14-  Midnight.    L.  M. 

1  MY  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake, 

The  sole  possession  of  me  take ; 

From  midnight  terrors  me  secure, 

And  guard  my  heart  from  thoughts  impure. 


I  MY  HYMNS.  MY 

2  Blest  angels,  while  we  silent  lie. 
You  Hallelujah's  sing  on  high  ; 
You  joyful  hymn  the  ever-blest, 
Before  the  throne,  and  never  rest. 

3  I  with  your  choir  celestial  join. 
In  offering  up  a  hymn  divine ; 
With  you  in  heaven  I  hope  to  dwell. 
And  bid  the  night  and  world  farewell. 

4  My  soul,  when  I  shake  off  this  dust. 
Lord,  in  thy  arms  I  will  intrust  : 
O  make  me  thy  peculiar  care. 
Some  mansion  for  my  soul  prepare. 

5  Give  me  a  place  at  thy  saints'  feet, 
Or  some  fall'n  angel's  vacant  seat  : 
I'll  strive  to  sing  as  loud  as  they, 
Who  sit  above  in  brighter  day. 

6  O  may  I  always  ready  stand. 
With  my  lamp  burning  in  my  hand; 
May  I  in  sight  of  heaven  rejoice, 
"Whene'er  [  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 

7  All  praise  to  Thee,  in  light  arrayed. 
Who  liffht  thy  dwelling-place  hast  made  : 
A  boundless  ocean  of  bright  beams 
From  thy  all-glorious  Godhead  streams. 

8  Blest  Jesus,  Thou  on  heaven  intent. 
Whole  nig] its  hast  in  devotion  spenl  : 
But  I,  frail  creature,  soon  am  tired. 
And  all  my  zeal  is  soon  expired. 

9  Shine  on  me,  Lord,  new  life  imparl. 
Fresh  ardours  kindle  in  mv  heart : 

28* 


3Vrt  HYMNS.  MY 

One  ray  of  thy  all-quick'ning  light 
Dispels  the  sloth  and  clouds  of  night. 

10  Lord,  lest  the  tempter  me  surprise. 
Watch  over  thine  own  sacrifice  ; 

All  loose,  all  idle  thoughts  cast  out, 
And  make  my  very  dreams  devout. 

11  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  Him  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

:Jr  I  «3  For  the  love  of  God.     C.  M. 

1  MY  God,  I  humbly  call  Thee  mine, 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim. 

Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renewed  I  am. 

2  I  hold  Thee  with  a  trembling  hand. 
But  will  not  let  Thee  go, 

Till  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

3  Jesus!  thine  all  victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ; 

Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fixed  in  God. 

4  O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire, 
Might  now  begin  to  glow  ! 

Burn  up  the,  dross  of  base,  desire, 
Ami  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

5  O  thai  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall, 
And  all  my  sins  consume  ! 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  Thee  I  call ; 
Spirit  of  burning,  come ! 

6  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 
Illuminate  my  soul; 

Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole ! 

7  No  longer,  then,  my  heart,  shall  mourn. 
While,  purified  by  grace, 

I  only  for  his  glory  burn, 
And  always  see  his  face ! 

4r  1  O  For  the  Sick.    L.  M. 

1  MY  God !  my  grateful  heart  I'll  raise 
A  daily  altar  to  thy  praise  : — 

Thy  friendly  hand  my  course  directs, 
Thy  watchful  eye  my  bed  protects. 

2  Past  mercies  bind  my  soul  to  Thee, 
And  teach  me  whither  I  must  flee ; 
The  same  almighty  arm  can  aid, 
Now  sickness  grieves,  and  pains  invade. 

3  To  all  the  varied  helps  of  art, 
Thy  kind,  thy  healing  power  impart ; 
Bethesda's  bath  refused  to  save. 
Unless  thine  angel  blessed  the  wave. 

4  All  medicines  act  by  thy  decree, 
Receive  commission  all  from  Thee, 

And  every  plant,  which  spreads  the  plain. 
Will  teem  with  health,  if  Thou  ordain. 

5  But  grant  me  nobler  favours  still, 
Grant  me  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

My  spirit  purge  from  every  stain. 
And  save  me  from  eternal  pain. 

6  Can  such  a  wretch  for  pardon  sue  2 
My  sins,  my  sins  arise  to  view, 
Arrest  my  trembling  tongue  in  prayer. 
And  bode  the  horrors  of  despair. 

7  But  oh !  regard  my  contrite  sighs, 
My  wounded  breast,  my  weeping  eyes ; 
To  me  thy  pardoning  love  extend, 
My  God,  my  Father,  and  my  Friend  ! 

8  These  tender  names  I  ne'er  could  plead. 
Had  not  Thy  Sox  vouchsafed  to  bleed. 
His  death  is  all  sufficient  found 

To  honour  Thee,  and  heal  my  wound. 
i)  Thou  great  physician  of  the  soul ! 
Grant  me  thy  Spirit,  make  me  whole  : 
So  pain  and  death  shall  both  agree 
To  oring  me,  Lord,  at  last  to  Thee. 

~t  M.    4  Resignation.    C.  M. 

1  MY  God,  my  Father  !  blissful  name  ! 

0  may  I  call  thee  mine  ! 

May  I,  with  sweet  assurance,  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ! 

2  This  can  my  every  fear  control, 
And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 

What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye. 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

1  calmly  would  resign : 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

For  thou  art  good,  and  just,  and  wise  : 
O  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  If  pain  and  sorrow  rend  this  frame, 
And  life  almost  depart ; 

Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart? 

5  Thy  sovereign  ways  are  all  unknown 
To  my  weak,  erring  sight ; 

Yet  let  my  soul,  adoring  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

jT  I.  O  The  Creator  proclaimed  in  his  Works.  L.  M, 

1  MY  God,  I  love,  and  I  adore : 

But  souls  that  love  would  know  thee  more. 
Wilt  thou  for  ever  hide,  and  stand 
Behind  the  labours  of  thy  hand  ? 

2  Thy  hand  unseen  sustains  the  poles 
On  which  the  vast  creation  rolls  : 
The  starry  arch  proclaims  thy  power. 
Thy  pencil  glows  in  every  flower  : 

3  In  thousand  shapes  and  colours  rise 
Thy  painted  windows  to  our  eyes; 

While  beasts  and  birds  with  labouring  throats 
Teach  us  a  God,  in  thousand  notes. 

4  The  meanest  pin  in  nature's  frame 
Marks  out  some  letter  of  thy  name. 
Where  sense  can  reach  or  fancy  rove, 
From  hill  to  hill,  from  field  to  grove, 

5  Across  the  waves,  around  the  sky, 
There's  not  a  spot,  or  deep,  or  high, 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

Where  the  Creator  has  not  trod, 
And  left  the  footsteps  of  a  God. 


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Praise  to  the  Redeemer.    8's. 


1  MY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love  ! 
His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 

And  join  with  the  armies  above, 
To  shout  his  adorable  name  : 

2  To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 

And  feel  them  incessantly  shine, 
My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 

3  He  freely  redeemed  with  his  blood, 
My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 

To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell ; 

4  To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light ; 
With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing; 

To  view  with  eternal  delight, 

My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King. 

5  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowTns, 
Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey  ; 

Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away. 

6  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine  ; 

My  joy  everlastingly  flows, — 
M y  God.  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

4"^  O  The  Servant  of  Christ    L.  M. 

1  MY  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 
To  every  service  I  can  pay ; 

And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  Thee; 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  % 

Thy  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 
And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  friend  ? 

3  I  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy. 
Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good  ; 

Nor  future  days  or  powers  employ, 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad, 

4  5Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live; 
To  Him  who  for  my  ransom  died  ; 

Nor  could  untainted  Eden  give 
Such  bliss  as  blossoms  at  his  side. 

5  His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  youthful  vigour  is  no  more ; 

And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
His  love  hath  animating  power. 

AC)  "f    Waiting  at  Wisdom's  gate.  Prov.  viii.  34,  35. 

1  MY  heart  has  been  too  long  ensnared, 
In  folly's  hurtful  ways ; 

Oh  may  I  be  at  length  prepared, 
To  hear  what  wisdom  says! 

2  'Tis  Jesus  from  the  mercy-seat, 
Invites  me  to  his  rest : 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

He  calls  poor  sinners  to  his  feet, 
To  make  them  truly  blest. 

3  Approach,  my  soul,  to  wisdom's  gates, 
Approach  without  delay ; 

No  one  who  watches  there  and  waits,' 
Shall  e'er  be  turned  away. 

4  He  will  not  let  me  seek  in  vain, 
For  all  who  trust  his  word 

Shall  everlasting  life  obtain, 
And  favour  from  the  Lord. 

5  Now  I  would  break  my  league  with  death. 
And  live  to  thee  alone ; 

Oh,  let  thy  Spirit's  seal  of  faith. 
Secure  me  for  thine  own. 


Communion  with  God.    L.  M. 


422 

1  MY  rising  soul,  with  strong  desires, 
To  perfect  happiness  aspires  ; 

With  steady  steps  would  tread  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  mount  of  God. 

2  Jesus,  for  thee  I  often  sigh, 

O  may  thy  cheering  grace  be  nigh  ! 

Nor  let  me  be  the  first  to  say, 

Thou  wilt  not  hear  when  sinners  pray. 

3  Fain  would  I  drink  unmingled  love, 
From  the  pure  fountain-head  above ; 
My  dearest  Lord,  I  long  to  be, 
Emptied  of  sin  and  full  of  Thee 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

TT  A  O  Jehovah  Jesus.    L.  M. 

1  MY  song  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all. 
My  praise  shall  climb  to  his  abode  ; 

Thee,  Saviour,  by  that  name  I  call, 
The  great  Supreme,  the  mighty  God. 

2  Without  beginning  or  decline, 
Object  of  faith,  and  not  of  sense  ; 

Eternal  ages  saw  him  shine, 
,    He  shines  eternal  ages  hence. 

3  As  much  when  in  the  manger  laid. 
Almighty  Ruier  of  the  sky, 

As  when  the  six  days'  work  he  made 
Filled  all  the  morning  stars  with  joy. 

4  Of  all  the  crowns  Jehovah  bears, 
Salvation  is  his  dearest  claim  : 

That  gracious  sound  well-pleased  He  hears. 
And  owns  Emmanuel  for  his  name. 

5  A  cheerful  confidence  I  feel, 

My  well  placed  hopes  with  joy  I  see  : 
My  bosom  glows  with  heavenly  zeal 
To  worship  Him  who  died  for  me. 

6  As  man  He  pities  my  complaint, 
His  power  and  truth  are  all  divine ; 

He  will  not  fail,  He  cannot  faint, 
Salvation^  sure,  and  must  be  mine. 

j\  CP/%        Confession  and  Pardon.   1  John  i.  9. 
Trv^TT  Prov.  xxviii.  13.     S.  M. 

1  MY  sorrows  like  a  flood, 
Impatient  of  restraint, 
29 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

Into  thy  bosom,  O  my  God  ! 
Pour  out  a  loner  complaint. 

2  This  impious  heart  of  mine 
Could  once  defy  the  Lord, 

Gould  rush  with  violence  on  to  sin, 
In  presence  of  thy  sword. 

3  How  often  have  I  stood 
A  rebel  to  the  skies. 

And  yet,  and  yet,  O  matchless  grace ! 
Thy  thunder  silent  lies. 

4  O,  shall  I  never  feel 

The  meltings  of  thy  love  ? 
Am  I  of  such  hell-hardened  steel, 
That  mercy  cannot  move  ? 

5  O'ercome  by  dying  love, 
Here  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 

And  throw  my  flesh,  my  soul,  my  all 

And  weep,  and  love,  and  die. 
0  "  Rise,"  says  the  Saviour,  "  rise  ! 

Behold  my  wounded  veins ! 
Here  flows  a  sacred  crimson  flood. 

To  wash  away  thy  stains." 
7  See,  God  is  reconciled ! 

Behold  his  smiling  face ! 
Let  joyful  cherubs  clap  their  wings, 

And  sound  aloud  his  grace. 


Thanksgiving  and  Praise.     P.  M. 


435 

1  MY  soul,  praise  the  Lord,  speak  good  of 

his  Name  ! 
His  mercies  record,  his  bounties  proclaim 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

To  God  their  Creator,  let  all  creatures  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of 
praise ! 

2  Though  hid  from  man's  sight,  God  sits  on 

his  throne ; 
Yet  here  by  his  works,  their  Author  is  known  : 
He  rides  on  the  whirlwind  while  clouds  veil 

his  form ; 
And  smiles  in  the  sunbeam,  or  frowns  in  the 

storm. 

3  By  knowledge  supreme,  by  wisdom  divine, 
God  governs  this  earth  with  gracious  design ; 
O'er  beast,  bird,  and  insect,  His  providence 

reigns, 
Whose  will  first  created,  whose  love  still 
sustains. 

4  And  man  his  last  work,  with  reason  endued, 
Who,  falling  thro'  sin,  by  grace  is  renewed — 
To  God,  his  Redeemer,  let  man  ever  raise, 
The  song  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of 

praise. 


Praise.    Psa.  ciii.  1—4.    L.  M. 


426 

1  MY  soul,  with  humble  fervour  raise. 
To  God  the  voice  of  grateful  praise  ; 
And  every  mental  power  combine, 

To  bless  his  attributes  divine. 

2  Deep  on  my  heart  let  memory  trace, 
His  acts  of  mercy  and  of  grace  ; 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

Who,  with  a  father's  tender  care, 
Saved  me  when  sinking  to  despair  : 
3  Gave  my  repentant  soul  to  prove, 
The  joy  of  his  forgiving  love  : 
Poured  balm  into  my  bleeding  breast. 
And  led  my  weary  feet  to  rest. 

Ht  A  4  Sickness  and  Death.    L.  M. 

1  MY  soul,  the  minutes  haste  away, 
Apace  comes  on  the  final  day, 
When,  in  the  icy  arms  of  death, 

1  must  give  up  my  vital  breath, 

2  When  all  the  springs  of  life  are  low, 
The  spirits  faint,  the  pulses  slow  ; 

The  eyes  grow  dim,  and  short  the  breath, 
Presages  of  approaching  death. 

3  When  all  eternity's  in  sight, 

The  brightest  dav  or  blackest  night; 
When  death  shall  break-  the  building  down. 
And  let  thee  into  worlds  unknown. 

4  O  come,  my  soul,  the  matter  weigh! 
How  wilt,  thou  leave  thy  kindred  clay; 
And  how  the  unknown  region  try, 
And  launch  into  eternity. 

5  Cleanse  me,  O  God,  with  blood  divine, 
Renew  my  heart  and  make  me  thine; 
Then  when  th'  important  hour  shall  come, 
My  sovd  shall  triumph  o'er  the  tomb. 

6  Then  shall  I  bid  the  world  adieu, 
\7or  fear  what  ghastlv  death  can  do  ; 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

But  calmly  lean  on  Jesus'  breast. 
And  sweetly  close  my  eyes  to  rest. 

T/vO  Hoping  for  Grace.     L.  M. 

1  MY  soul  before  Thee  prostrate  lies: 
To  Thee,  her  Source,  my  spirit  flies ; 
My  wants  I  mourn,  my  chains  I  see  ; 

0  let  thy  presence  set  me  free  ! 

2  Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  cry ; 
In  thy  death,  Saviour,  let  me  die  ! 
Grieved  with  thy  grief,  pained  with  thy  pain. 
Ne'er  may  I  feel  self-love  again. 

3  Jesus,  vouchsafe  my  heart  and  will, 
With  thy  meek  lowliness  to  fill ; 

No  more  her  power  let  nature  boast , 
But  in  thy  will,  may  mine  be  lost ! 

4  In  life's  short  day,  let  me  yet  more 
Of  thy  enlivening  power  implore ; 
My  mind  must  deeper  sink  in  Thee, 
My  foot  stand  firm,  from  wandering  free. 

5  One  only  care  my  soul  should  know. 
Father,  all  thy  commands  to  do  ; 

Ah  !  deep  engrave  it  on  my  breast. 
That  I  in  Thee  alone  am  blest. 

i-wt/  Missionary  Hymn.    Isa.  xliii.  5,6.    L.  M. 

1  MY  soul,  with  sacred  joy  survey 
The  glories  of  the  latter  day  ; 

Its  dawn  already  seems  begun. 

And  promises  a  future  sun. 
to* 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

2  The  friends  of  truth  assembled  stand, 
(A  chosen,  consecrated  band,) 

The  standard  of  the  cross  display, 
And  cry  aloud,  "  Behold  the  way.' 

3  "  Behold  the  way  to  Zion's  hill, 
Where  Israel's  God  delights  to  dwell ; 
He  fixes  there  his  lofty  throne, 

And  calls  the  sacred  place  his  own." 

4  ic  Behold  the  way."     Ye  heralds  cry  ; 
Spare  not,  but  lift  your  voices  high  : 
Convey  the  sound  from  shore  to  shore  ; 
And  bid  the  captive  sigh  no  more. 

5  Swift  on  the  wings  of  heavenly  zeal 
They  fly,  nor  seem  their  toils  to  feel ; 
But  faithful  to  their  Master's  will, 
Their  sacred  embassy  fulfil. 

6  The   North  "  gives  up  ;"  the   South  no 

more 
"  Keeps  back"  her  consecrated  store ; 
From  east  to  west  the  message  runs, 
And  even  Iceland  yields  her  sons. 

7  Auspicious  dawn,  thy  rising  ray 
With  joy  I  view,  and  hail  the  day. 
Thou  Sun  arise,  supremely  bright, 
And  fill  this  laud  with  purest  Light. 

TilU  Devotion  spr in ging from  Gratitude.   C.  M. 

1  MY  soul,  triumphant  in  the  Lord, 
Proclaim  thy  joys  abroad  ; 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

And  march  with  holy  vigour  on, 
►Supported  by  thy  God. 

2  Through  ev'ry  winding  maze  of  life 
His  hand  has  been  my  guide ; 

And  in  his  long  experienced  care 
My  heart  shall  still  confide. 

3  His  grace  through  all  the  desert  flows 
An  unexhausted  stream  ; 

That  grace  on  Sion's  sacred  mount, 
Shall  be  my  endless  theme. 

4  Beyond  the  choicest  joys  of  time 
Thy  courts  on  earth  I  love ; 

But  Oh  !  I  burn  with  strong  desire 
To  view  thy  house  above. 

5  Joining  with  all  the  shining  band. 
My  soul  would  there  adore ; 

A  pillar  in  thy  temple  fixed, 
To  be  removed  no  more. 


Sick  bed  reflections.    C.  M. 


431 

1  MY  soul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope 
To  reach  the  heavenly  shore  ; 

And  when  I  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
That  I  shall  sin  no  more. 

2  That  then  I  shall  behold  the  Lamb, 
Who  once  for  sin  was  slain, 

But  rose  triumphing  o'er  the  grave, 
And  on  his  throne  doth  reis;n. 


MY  HYMNS.  MY 

tt  I  hope  to  hear  and  join  the  song. 

That  saints  and  angels  raise, 
And  while  eternal  ages  roll, 

To  sing  eternal  praise. 

4  But  oh,  this  dreadful  heart  of  sin  ! 
It  may  deceive  me  still, 

And  while  I  look  for  joys  above, 
May  plunge  me  down  to  hell. 

5  The  scene  must  then  forever  close, 
Probation  at  an  end, 

No  gospel  grace  can  reach  me  there, 
No  pardon  there  descend. 

6  Come  then,  O  blessed  Jesus,  come. 
To  me  thy  spirit  give : 

Shine  through  a  dark,  benighted  soul. 
And  bid  a  sinner  live. 


Death  and  Eternity. 


432 

1  MY  thoughts,  that  oft  ascend  the  skies 
Go,  search  the  world  beneath, 

Where  nature  all  in  ruin  lies. 
And  owns  her  sovereign,  Death  ! 

2  The  tyrant,  how  he  triumphs  here  ! 
His  trophies  spread  around  ! 

And  heaps  of  dust  and  bones  appear 
Through  all  the  hollow  ground  ! 

3  Soon  must  we  leave  the  banks  of  life. 
And  try  death's  doubtful  sea  ; 

Vain  are  our  groans,  and  dying  strife. 
To  gain  a  moment's  stay  ! 


NE  HYMNS.  NE 

4  Soon  shall  some  friend  let  fall  the  tear 
On  our  cold  limbs,  and  say, 

w  These  once  were  strong  as  mine  appear, 
And  mine  must  be  as  they  I" 

5  Thus  shall  our  mouldering  members  teach 
What  now  oar  senses  learn ; 

For  dust  and  ashes  loudest  preach 
Man's  infinite  concern ! 


N. 

/I  O  O     For  he  hath  said,  I  will  never  leave  thee. 
^f-O  C5  Heb.  xii.  5.    P.  M. 

1  NEVER  leave  us,  nor  forsake  us, 
Thou  on  whom  our  souls  rely ; 

Till  thou  shalt  for  ever  take  us 
To  behold  that  glory  nigh, 
Which,  though  distant, 
Fills  thy  people's  hearts  with  joy. 

2  They  are  blest,  and  none  beside  them. 
They  who  hope,  O  Lord,  in  Thee ; 

They  are  blest,  though  all  deride  them, 
They,  whom  grace  and  truth  make  free ; 

Joys  await  them, 
Where  Thou  art,  they  hope  to  be. 

3  Joys  await  them  without  measure, 
Theirs,  conferred  by  royal  grant ; 


Felicity  above.    2  Cor.  v.  8.    C.  M. 


NO  HYMNS.  NO 

Rivers  of  eternal  pleasure, 

For  which  now  thy  people  pant, 
Shall  supply  them, 

And  they  then  shall  feel  no  want. 
4  'Tis  the  hope  of  this  that  charms  them 

From  the  love  of  all  below  ; 
Hope  of  this  with  boldness  arms  them 

To  oppose  the  mighty  foe ; 
Hope  of  glory 

Sweetens  toil  and  lightens  wo. 

434 

1  NO,  'tis  in  vain  to  seek  for  bliss  ; 
For  bliss  can  ne'er  be  found 

Till  we  arrive  where  Jesus  is, 
And  tread  on  heavenly  ground. 

2  There's  nothing  round  these  painted  skies. 
Or  round  this  dusky  clod ; 

Nothing,  my  soul,  that's  worth  thy  joys, 
Or  lovely  like  thy  God. 

3  'T's  heaven  on  earth  to  taste  his  love. 
To  feel  his  quickening  grace  ; 

And  all  the  heaven  I  hope  above, 
Is  but  to  see  his  face. 

4  Why  move  my  years  in  slow  delay  ? 
O  God  of  ages  !  why  ? 

Let  the  spheres  cleave,  and  mark  my  way 

To  the  superior  sky  ! 
f>  Dear  Sovereign,  break  these  vital  strings 

That  bind  me  to  this  play  ! 


N0  HYMNS.  NO 

Take  me,  ye  angels,  on  your  wings, 
And  stretch  and  soar  away  ! 

43  5     Love  constraining  to  Obedience.    C.  M, 

1  NO  strength  of  nature  can  suffice 
To  serve  "the  Lord  aright ; 

And  what  she  has,  she  misapplies, 
For  want  of  clearer  light. 

2  How  long  beneath  the  law  I  lay     _ 
In  bondage  and  distress  1 

I  toiled  the  precept  to  obey, 
But  toiled  without  success 

3  Then  to  abstain  from  outward  sin 
Was  more  than  I  could  do  ; 

Now  I  feel  its  power  within, 
I  feel  I  hate  it  too. 

4  Then  all  my  servile  works  were  done 
A  righteousness  to  raise ; 

Now  freely  chosen  in  the  Son, 
I  freely  choose  his  ways. 

5  What  should  I  do,  was  then  the  word, 
That  I  may  worthier  grow  ? 

What  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord  ? 
Is  my  inquiry  now. 

6  To  see  the  law  by  Christ  fulfilled, 
And  hear  his  pard'ning  voice ; 

Changes  a  slave  into  a  child, 
And  duty  into  choice. 


NO  HYMNS. 

4-  f5  fi  t  ?ArfH*«»*  ^e  Sons  of  God. 

S:**\9  John  1.12.     Uohniii.l.    L.  M. 

\Jt°7  a11  the  nobIes  of  the  earth, 
Who  boast  the  honours  of  their  birth, 
fcuch  real  dignity  can  claim 
As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given, 

1  o  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heaven  • 
feons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  hkrh 
And  heirs  of  joys  beyond  the  sky.     J 

3  On  them,  a  happy  chosen  race, 

1  heir  Father  pours  his  richest  grace : 
1  o  them  his  counsels  he  imparts 
And  stamps  his  image  on  their  hearts 

4  When  through  temptation,  they  rebel, 
His  chast'ning  rod  he  makes  them  feel  • 
Then,  with  a  Father's  tender  heart, 

He  soothes  the  pain,  and  heals  the  smart, 

5  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply, 
rheir  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eve 

Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above  ' 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

6  If  I've  the  honour,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  num'rous  family, 
On  me  the  gracious  gift  bestow, 
I  o  call  thee  Abba,  Father !  too. 

LS(Lmay  my  con<luct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ! 
Whilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likeness  in  my  face 


NO 


NO  HYMNS.  NO 


Faith  and  Repentance.    8Js  &  7's, 


437 

1  NOTHING  but  thy  blood,  O  Jesus, 
I  Can  relieve  us  from  our  smart  ; 

Nothing  else  from  guilt  release  us  ; 

Nothing  else  can  melt  the  heart. 
,  Law  and  terrors  do  but  harden, 

All  the  while  they  work  alone ; 

But  a  sense  of  blood-bought  pardon 

Soon  dissolves  a  heart  of  stone. 

j  2  Jesus,  all  our  consolations 
J  Flow  from  thee,  the  sovereign  good : 
Love,  and  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience. 
All  are  purchased  by  thy  blood  : 
From  thy  fulness  we  receive  them ; 
We  have  nothing  of  our  own : 
Freely  thou  delight'st  to  give  them 
To  the  needy  who  have  none. 

3  Teach  us,  by  thy  patient  Spirit, 
How  to  mourn,  and  not  despair : 
Let  us,  leaning  on  thy  merit, 
Wrestle  hard  with  God  in  prayer  : 
Whatsoe'er  afflictions  seize  us, 
They  shall  profit,  if  not  please ; 
But  defend,  defend  us,  Jesus, 
From  security  and  ease. 

4  Softly  to  thy  garden  lead  us, 
To  behold  thy  bloody  sweat : 

Though  thou  from  the  curse  hast  freed  us? 
Let  us  not  the  cost  forget : 
30 


NO  HYMNS,  NO 

Be  thy  cries  and  groans  rehearsed 
By  thy  Spirit  in  our  ears, 
Till  we,  viewing  whom  we've  pierced, 
Melt  in  sympathetic  tears. 


By  grace  ye  ate  saved.    Eph.  ii.  5.    P.  M. 


438 

1  NOTHING  but  the  purest  grace 
Could  have  sav'd  and  set  us  free ; 

Saviour,  when  we  see  thy  face, 

O  what  thanks  we'll  give  to  thee  ! 
How  we'll  tell  to  all  around  us, 
What  we  were  when  mercy  found  us ! 

2  We  were  then  the  heirs  of  wo, 
Guilty  and  condemn'd  to  die ; 

Yet,  not  knowing  it  was  so, 

We  were  in  a  dream  of  joy : 
Such  we  were  when  mercy  found  us, 
So  we'll  tell  to  all  around  us. 

3  We  were  foolish,  we  were  blind, 
Yet  we  fancied  all  was  right ; 

Darkness  reigned  within  the  mind, 

Yet  we  thought  that  darkness  light : 
Such  we  were  when  mercy  found  us 
So  we'll  tell  to  all  around  us. 

4  We  were  foes,  were  foes  to  Him. 
Who  Himself  to  save  us  died  ; 

From  the  world  we  sought  esteem, 

And  its  favour  was  our  pride : 
Such  we  were  when  mercy  found  us. 
^o  we'll  tell  to  all  around  us. 


1N0  HYMNS.  NO 

4*OVJ        Love  and  Unity.    Eph.  v.  2.    7's. 

1  NOW  be  that  sacrifice  surveyed, 
That  ransom  which  the  Saviour  paid  ; 
That  sight  familiar  to  my  view, 

Yet  always  wondrous,  always  new. 

2  The  Lamb  of  God,  that  groaned  and  bled, 
When  all  our  sins  were  on  him  laid  : 
What  love  to  sinners  fired  his  heart, 
When  he  endured  the  piercing  dart ! 

3  Blest  Jesus,  while  thy  grace  I  sing, 
What  grateful  tribute  shall  I  bring, 
That  earth,  and  heaven,  that  all  may  see 
My  love  to  him,  who  died  for  me  ? 

4  That  tribute,  Lord,  thy  word  hath  taught, 
Nor  be  thy  new  command  forgot, 

That,  if  their  Master's  death  can  move, 
Thy  servants  should  each  other  love. 

5  While  we  thy  wondrous  cross  descry, 
This  makes  each  hurtful  passion  die  ; 
And  mercy,  sealed  with  blood  divine, 
Melts  our  cold  hearts  to  love  like  thine, 

440 

1  NOW,  far  above  the  starry  skies, 
The  Saviour  fills  his  brighter  throne ; 
Invisible  to  mortal  eyes, 
But  not  to  humble  faith  unknown. 

2  Though  in  the  glories  he  possessed. 
Long  ere  this  world  or  time  becran. 


Glory  to  Christ.    L.  M. 


NO  HYMNS.  NO 

He  shines  the  Son  of  God  confessed. 
He  owns  himself  the  Son  of  man ! 

3  Here  once  in  agonies  He  died, 
Now  in  the  heavens  He  ever  lives  ; 
Of  joy,  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide — 
Here,  saves  the  sinner  who  believes. 

4  All  hail !  Thou  great  Immanuel,  hail! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  on  thy  Name  ! 
While  thus  thy  wondrous  love  we  tell, 
Kindle  in  all  the  sacred  flame. 

5  Come,  quickly  come,  Immortal  King ! 
On  earth  thy  royal  honours  raise  ; 
The  full  salvation  promised,  bring, 
That  every  tongue  may  sing  thy  praise  , 


Evening  Hymn.    Ps.  cxli.  2.    C.  M. 


441 

1  NOW,  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts. 
Let  flames  of  incense  rise. 

Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied, 
Have  made  up  all  this  day  ; 

Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

3  New  time,  new  favour,  and  new  joys. 
Do  a  new  song  require ; 

Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would. 
\ccept  our  heart's  desire 


NO  HYMNS.  N© 


Christ  the  Christian's  sufficiency.    L.  M, 


443 

1  NOW  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise, 
To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raise : 
With  all  the  Saints  Til  join  to  tell, 
That  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

2  I  spurned  his  grace,  I  broke  his  laws, 
And  then  he  undertook  ray  cause ; 

To  save  me  when  I  did  rebel, 

My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

3  And  since  my  soul  hath  known  his  love, 
What  blessings  hath  he  made  me  prove? 
Mercy,  which  doth  all  praise  excel; 

For  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

4  Whene'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Hath  on  me  laid  his  gentle  rod ; 

I  know  in  all  which  hath  befel, 
That  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well 

5  Sometimes  the  Lord  his  face  doth  hide. 
To  make  me  pray,  and  kill  my  pride  ; 
Yet  on  my  heart  it  still  doth  dwell, 
That  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

6  Soon  I  shall  pass  this  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  shall  lose  my  breath : 
And  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell, 
How  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

30* 


MJ  HYMNS.  NO 

TT TtO         Seeki?ig  Divine  Guidance.    8.  M. 

1  NOW,  in  my  early  days, 
Teach  me  thy  will  to  know; 

0  God  !  thy  sanctifying  grace 
Betimes  on  me  bestow. 

2  Make  an  unguarded  youth 
The  object  of  thy  care  ; 

Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  ev'ry  snare. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 
Renew  by  power  divine  ; 

Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  O  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ, 
Be  this,  through  all  my  future  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

/I   /I    \    A  learning  tofleefroin  the  icrath  to  co?nc. 

'Ht-L-b  C.  M. 

1  NOW  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour. 
O  sinners  !  come  away  ; 

The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door. 
Arise  without  delay. 

2  O !  don't  refuse  to  give  him  room, 
Lest  mercy  should  withdraw; 

He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come. 
To  execute  his  law. 

3  Then  where,  poor  mortal.-,  will  you  be. 
If  destitute  of  <rrace. 


NO  HYMNS.  NO 

When  you  your  injur'd  Judge  shall  see. 
And  stand  before  his  face  ? 

4  O  !  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight. 
How  would  you  wish  to  fly, 

To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  Bight, 
From  that  all-searching  eye  ? 

5  The  dead  awaked  must  all  appear. 
And  you  among  them  stand  ; 

Before  the  great  impartial  bar, 
Arraigned  at  Christ's  left  hand. 

6  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vain, 
But  lend  a  list'ning  ear  ; 

Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again. 
When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 

/f  /§_  £T     For  a  great  and  effectual  door  is  opened 
TLjr*3  unto  me.     1  Cor.  xvi.  9.     L.  >I. 

1  NOW  let  "  a  great  effectual  door" 
Be  opened  to  our  labours,  Lord ! 

That  opened  shall  be  shut  no  more, 
A  door  of  entrance  to  thy  word. 

2  O  touch  their  lips  with  hallowed  fire. 
Who  to  the  world  unfold  thy  plan. 

Their  hearts  with  sacred  love  inspire, 
The  love  of  God,  the  love  of  man. 

3  O  animate  thy  servants,  Lord, 
With  zeal  that  nothing  can  repress, 

And  while  they  seek  to  spread  thy  word, 
Their  counsels  and  their  labours  bless. 

4  O  send  thy  spirit  from  above, 
Nor  let  his  holv  influence  cease. 


NO  llYMNS.  NO 

Till  hatred  ends  in  mutual  love, 
And  strife  in  universal  peace. 

j%  /■  £j±     To  proclaim  liberty  to  the  captives.   Isa, 

^^fro  ixi.  i.  v.  m. 

1  NOW  let  the  trumpet's  cheerful  sound 
Make  known  the  welcome  news  abroad, 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  bound 
Proclaim  the  Jubilee  of  God  ; 
The  day  appears, 
To  dry  all  tears  ; 
The  day  to  break  the  oppressor's  rod. 

"2  Ye  slaves  throughout  the  world  give  ear, 

Ye  who  have  sold  yourselves  for  nought, 
In  Zion's  sacred  gate  appear, 

And  see  what  Zion's  King  has  wrought ; 
Behold  he  reigns, 
He  breaks  your  chains, 
And  sends  you  liberty  unsought. 

3  Come  home,  ye  wand'rerSj  now  come  home. 
Receive  th'  inheritance  you  sold  ; 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 

The  year  by  prophets  long  foretold; 

The  truth  believe, 

The  gift  receive ; 
'Tie  yours  again  unbought  with  gold. 

4  And  now  let  cheerful  songs  arise, 
From  th'  utmost  limits  of  the  earth  ; 

The  jubilee  a  theme  supplies, 

A  joyful  theme  of  heav'nly  birth  ; 


NO  HYMNS.  NO 

Let  songs  abound 
The  world  around, 
The  season  calls  for  sacred  mirth. 

/\_/%^[  Seek  first  the  kingdom  of  God.  Matt.  vi.  33. 

1  NOW  let  a  true  ambition  rise, 
And  ardour  fire  our  breast, 

To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  skies. 
In  heav'nly  glories  drest. 

2  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 
A  radiant  crown  display, 

Whose  gems  with  vivid  lustre  shine, 
While  stars  and  suns  decay. 

3  Away  each  grov'ling  anxious  care. 
Beneath  a  Christian's  aim, 

We  spring  to  seize  immortal  joys, 
In  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigour  warm. 
The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 

Nor  fear  the  want  of  earthly  good, 
While  heav'n  is  kept  in  view. 

TtO     Living  Waters.    Zech.  xiv.  8,  9.    S.  M, 

1  NOW  living  waters  flow, 
To  cheer  the  humble  soul ; 

From  sea  to  sea  the  rivers  go, 
And  spread  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  Now  righteousness  shall  spring, 
And  grow  on  earth  again  : 


NO  HYMNS  NO 

Jesus  Jehovah  be  our  King, 

And  o'er  the  nations  reign ! 
9  Jesus  shall  rule  alone, 

The  world  shall  hear  his  Word ; 
By  one  blest  Name  shall  He  be  known, 

The  Universal  Lord. 

TTT  J  Before  Sermon.    L.  M. 

1  NOW  may  the  Gospel's  conqu'ring  power, 
Be  felt  by  all  assembled  here ! 

So  shall  this  prove  a  joyful  hour, 

And  God's  own  arm  of  strength  appear. 

2  Lord !  let  thy  mighty  voice  be  heard : 
Speak  in  the  Word,  and  speak  with  power : 
So  shall  thy  glorious  name  be  feared, 

By  those  who  never  feared  before. 

3  O  pity  those  who  live  in  sin, 

And  save  them  from  the  sinner's  doom  ; 

Open  the  ark,  and  take  them  in, 

And  save  them  from  the  wrath  to  come  !' 

4  So  shall  thy  people  joyful  be  ; 
The  angels,  too,  will  louder  sing : 
And  all  ascribe  the  praise  to  Thee ; 
To  Thee,  the  Everlasting  King. 

TT 3U  " But  thou  art  the  same."  Ps.  cii.  27.    L.  M, 

1  NOW  may  the  Mighty  Arm  awake, 
Which  wonders  wrought  in  ancient  days! 
That  Babylon's  proud  walls  may  shake. 
And  God  his  own  fair  temple  raise, 


NO  HYMNS.  NO 

2  Art  thou  not  still  the  same,  O  God ! 
The  same  to  hear,  the  same  to  save, 
As  when  thy  servant  moved  his  rod 
At  thy  command,  and  cleft  the  wave  ? 

3  Thy  power  still  sets  the  pris'ner  free5 
Still  wipes  the  mourner's  tears  away  : 
Thy  power  still  makes  the  blind  to  see, 
And  turns  the  darkest  night  to  day. 

4  Shine,  Lord !  upon  the  world  around, 
To  sinners  let  thy  grace  be  given ; 

So  shall  thy  people's  songs  abound, 
And  angels  feel  new  joy  in  heaven. 

/%    £T  "g      At  the  opening  of  Worship.  Cant.  iv.  16, 
^t  3  1  Is,  vi.  6—8,    C.  M, 

1  NOW  may  the  Spirit's  holy  fire, 
Descending  from  above, 

His  waiting  family  inspire 

With  joy,  and  peace,  and  love  1 

2  Thee,  we  the  Comforter  confess  i 
Unless  Thou'rt  present  here, 

Our  songs  of  praise  are  vain  address^ 
We  utter  heartless  prayer. 

3  Wake,  heavenly  wind,  arise  and  come  I 
Blow  on  the  drooping  field ; 

Our  spices  then  shall  breathe  perfume, 
And  fragrant  incense  yield. 

4  Touch  with  a  living  coal  the  lip, 
That  shall  proclaim  thy  Word  : 

And  bid  us  all  devoutly  keep 
Attention  to  the  Lord, 


VO  HYMNS.  NO 

453  im^fn**.***.***.' 

1  NOW  may  He,  who  from  the  dead 
Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 
What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight , 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will, 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night  \ 

3  To  that  dear  Redeemer's  praise, 
Who  the  covenant  sealed  with  blood 
Let  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
Loud  thanksgivings  to  our  God. 


Reigning  Grace.    C,  M. 


453 

1  NOW  may  the  Lord  reveal  his  face, 
And  teach  our  stammering  tongues, 

To  make  his  sov'reign,  reigning  grace, 
The  subject  of  our  songs. 

2  Grace  reigns  to  pardon  crimson  sins, 
To  melt  the  hardest  hearts ; 

And  from  the  work  it  once  begins, 
It  never  more  departs. 

3  Grace  tills  the  soil,  and  sows  the  seeds, 
Provides  the  sun  and  rain  ; 

Till  from  the  tender  blade  proceeds. 
The  ripen'd  harvest  grain, 


NO  HYMNS.  NO 

4  'Twas  grace  that  called  our  souls  at  first. 

By  grace  thus  far  we're  come, 
And  grace  will  help  us  thro'  the  worst. 

And  lead  us  safely  home. 


/■    £T  /■    "  Come  before  his  presence  with  singing.'' 
^tO'-h  Psal.c.2.     L.  M. 

1  NOW  raise  a  solemn  cheerful  strain. 
The  noblest,  sweetest  theme  invites  ; 

'Tis  he  who  bore  our  sin  and  pain, 
And  in  our  welfare  now  delights. 

2  'Tis  Jesus  high  upon  his  throne, 
The  praise  of  all  the  hosts  above  ; 

Who  rules  the  universe  alone ; 
The  God  of  everlasting  love. 

3  'Tis  Jesus  in  the  form  of  man, 
And  lower  than  the  angels  made  ; 

To  execute  the  gracious  plan, 
In  God's  eternal  purpose  laid. 

4  'Tis  Jesus  hanging  on  the  cross, 
Mysterious  spectacle  of  wo ; 

For  whom  we  count  the  world  but  loss, 
And  freely  part  with  all  below. 

5  'Tis  Jesus  risen  from  the  dead, 

And  now  in  heav'n  "  both  Christ  and 
Lord," 
His  people's  Advocate  and  Head ; 

Their  joy.  their  crown,  their  blest  reward. 
31 


NO  HYMNS.  NO 

6  Ah,  Lord,  how  feeble  is  our  song  ! 

How  much  below  thy  matchless  love  j 
But  by  thy  grace  we  hope,  ere  long, 

To  raise  a  nobler  strain  above. 

4£T  £?    The  Enlargement  of  the  Church.  Is.  xlix, 
*J  %J  18—23.  liv.  1—3.  lx.  4—12.    L.  M. 

1  NOW,  Zion  !  let  thy  joys  abound, 
See  how  thy  sons  are  multiplied ! 
What  myriads,  still  increasing  round, 
Wait  to  be  nursed  at  thy  side  ! 

2  These  from  the  Islands  of  the  sea, 
And  these  from  India's  distant  lands, 
These  from  the  North,  repair  to  thee, 
And  these  from  Afric's  burning  sands. 

3  Enlarge  thy  tents,  their  space  extend, 
Farther  and  farther  stretch  the  cord  ; 
Till  the  whole  earth  her  circuit  lend, 
And  ample  room  for  all  afford. 

4  Who,  who  are  these  that  flow  along, 
As  doves  to  their  recesses  fly, 

Of  every  nation,  rank,  and  tongue, 
From  every  clime  beneath  the  sky? 

5  Rulers,  and  men  of  royal  race, 
Conspire  to  aid  the  glorious  plan, 
To  send  thy  saving  word  of  grace 
In  every  tongue  to  every  man. 

6  Throw  wide  thy  gates,  and  wider  yet, 
For  they  shall  ne'er  be  shut  again, 

Till  all  thy  foes  fall  at  thy  feet, 
And  thou  in  every  clime  shalt  reign ! 


OB  HYMNS.  OB 

/*   £T  £*  The  blessed  estate  of  the  Righteous  departed. 
^OO  Eph.  ii.  13.    8's. 

1  O  BLESSED  estate  of  the  dead, 
The  dead  that  have  died  in  the  Lord 

From  trouble  and  misery  freed, 
And  sure  of  their  endless  reward: 

2  By  sorrow  no  longer  opprest. 
When  joined  to  the  spirits  above, 

With  Jesus  in  glory  they  rest, 
They  rest  in  the  arms  of  his  love. 

TtD  4  Unknown  World.     L.  M. 

1  O  !  BY  what  glimmering  light  we  view 
That  unknown  world  we're  hastening  to ! 
God  hath  locked  up  the  mystic  page, 

And  curtained  darkness  round  the  stage. 

2  We  talk  of  heaven, — we  talk  of  hell, — 
But  what  they  mean  no  tongue  can  tell ! 
Heaven  is  the  realm  where  angels  are, 
But  hell  the  chaos  of  despair. 

3  But  what  these  awful  words  imply 
None  of  us  know  before  we  die  ! 
Whether  we  will  or  not, — we  must 
Take  the  succeeding  world  on  trust. 

4  This  hour,  perhaps  our  friend  is  well, 
The  next,  we  hear  his  passing  bell ; 
He  dies,  and  then  for  ought  we  see, 
Ceases  at  once,  to  breathe,  and  be. 

5  Swift  flies  the  soul, — perhaps  'tis  gone 
Ten  thousand  leagues  beyond  the  sun : 


OC  HYMNS.  OC 

Or  twice  ten  thousand  more  thrice  told, 
Ere  the  forsaken  clay  is  cold ! 

6  But  ah  !  no  notices  they  give, 
Nor  tell  us  where  or  how  they  live ; 
Though  conscious  while  with  us  below, i 
How  much  themselves  desired  to  know. 

7  As  if  bound  up  by  solemn  fate, 
To  keep  this  secret  of  their  state  ; 
To  tell  their  joys  or  pains  to  none, 
That  man  may  live  by  faith  alone. 

8  Well ! — let  our  Sovereign,  if  he  please. 
Lock  up  his  marvellous  decrees ; 

Why  should  we  wish  him  to  reveal, 
What  he  thinks  proper  to  conceal  1 

9  It  is  enough,  that  we  believe, 
Heaven's  brighter  far  than  we  conceive ; 
And  O  !  may  God  our  souls  prepare, 

To  meet,  and  bless,  and  praise  him  there. 

4:5o  Hating  Sin.     L.  M. 

1  O  COULD  I  find  some  peaceful  bower. 
Where  sin  has  neither  place  nor  power : 
This  traitor  vile,  I  fain  would  shun, 

But  cannot  from  his  presence  run. 

2  When  to  the  throne  of  grace  1  flee. 
He  stands  between  my  God  and  me  | 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest, 

\  feel  him  working  in  my  breast. 
*.*  When  I  attempt  to  soar  above. 
To  view  the  heights  pf  Jesus  love  j 


OG  HYMNS.  OP 

This  monster  seems  to  mount  the  skies. 
And  veils  his  glory  from  mine  eyes. 
4  Lord,  free  me  from  this  deadly  foe, 
Which  keeps  my  faith  and  hope  so  low ; 
I  long  to  dwell  in  heaven  my  home, 
Where  not  one  sinful  thought  can  come. 

4£T  f\  Longing  after  unseen  Pleasure. 

<J*J  2  Cor.  iv.  18.  C.  M. 

1  O,  COULD  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 
Ahove  these  gloomy  shades. 

To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 

2  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 
Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 

In  ever  blooming  prospects  risej 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

3  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine. 
To  guide  our  upward  aim  ! 

With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing. 
Our  ardent  wishes  rise, 

To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasures 
spring, 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

-H>t_r     «  Thy  kingdom  come  /"  Matt.  vi.  10.  S's. 

1  O  FATHER,  let  Thy  kingdom  come. 
Thv  kingdom  built  on  love  and  grace  ! 
31* 


OF  HYMNS.  OF 

In  every  nation  give  it  room, 

In  every  heart  afford  it  place  : 

The  earth  is  thine,  set  up  thy  throne, 

And  claim  the  kingdoms  as  thine  own. 

2  Still  nature's  awful  darkness  reigns, 
And  sinners  scorn  thy  holy  fear ; 
Still  Satan  holds  the  heart  in  chains, 
Where'er  thy  messengers  appear : 
Rise,  we  beseech  Thee,  Lord,  and  bless 
The  world  with  truth  and  righteousness. 

3  More  lab'rers  in  the  vineyard  send. 
And  pour  thine  unction  on  them  all ; 
Give  them  a  voice  to  shake  and  bend 
The  mountains  high  and  cedars  tall ! 
Bid  wars  and  wild  ambition  cease, 
And  fill  the  world  with  heavenly  peace  ! 

"-JrO  I      Walking  with  God.    Gen.  v.  24.     C.  M. 

1  O  !  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame  ; 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  T  knew. 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 

Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd  ! 
How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still ! 

But.  they  have  left  an  aching  void. 
The  world  can  never  fill. 


Funeral  Hymn.    L.  M. 


OF  HYMNS.  OP 

4  Return,  Blest  Comforter,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 

I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast : 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

1  OFT  as  the  bell,  with  solemn  toll 
Speaks  the  departure  of  a  soul, 
Let  each  one  ask  himself,  "  Am  I 
Prepared,  should  1  be  called,  to  die !" 

2  Lord  Jesus!  help  me  now  to  flee, 
And  seek  my  hope  alone  in  thee : 
Pardon  my  sins,  thy  Spirit  give, 
And  to  thy  glory  let  me  live. 

3  Then,  when  the  solemn  bell  I  hear, 
If  saved  from  sin  I  need  not  fear  ; 
Nor  would  the  thought  distressing  be, 
Perhaps  the  next  may  toll  for  me. 

4  Rather  my  spirit  would  rejoice, 
And  long  and  wish  to  hear  thy  voice  ; 
Glad,  when  it  bids  me  earth  resign, 
And  rise  to  heav'n  by  Grace  Divine. 


OP  HYMNS.  OF 

5  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thine  abode  : 
My  soui,  prepare  to  meet  thy  God  : 
Him  serve  on  earth,  then  soar  away 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day. 

jl\3Cf       A  sight  of  Heaven  in  sickness.    CM. 

1  OFT  have  I  sat  in  secret  sighs, 
To  feel  my  flesh  decay, 

Then  groan'd  aloud  with  frighted  eyes, 
To  view  the  tottering  clay. 

2  But  I  forbid  my  sorrows  now, 
Nor  dares  the  flesh  complain  ; 

Diseases  bring  their  profits  too  ; 
The  joy  o'ercomes  the  pain. 

3  My  cheerful  soul  now  all  the  da> 
Sits  waiting  here  and  sings; 

Looks  through  the  ruins  of  iier  clay. 
And  practises  her  wings. 

4  Faith  almost  changes  into  sight, 
While  from  afar  she  spies. 

Her  fair  inheritance  in  light, 
Above  created  skies. 

5  Had  but  Xhe  prison  walls  been  strong. 
And  firm  without  a  flaw, 

In  darkness  she  had  dwelt  too  long, 
And  less  of  glory  saw. 

6  But  now  the  everlasting  hills 
Through  every  chink  appear, 

And  something  of  the  joy  she  feels, 
While  she's  a  prisoner  here. 


OF  HYMNS.  OF 

7  The  beams  of  heaven  rush  sweetly  in 
At  all  the  gaping  flaws  ; 

Visions  of  endless  bliss  are  seen. 
And  native  air  she  draws. 

8  O  may  these  walls  stand  tottering  still. 
The  breaches  never  close, 

If  [  must  here  in  darkness  dwell, 
And  all  this  glory  lose  ! 

9  Or  rather  let  this  flesh  decay, 
The  ruins  wider  grow, 

Till,  glad  to  see  th'  enlarged  way, 
I  stretch  my  pinions  through. 

TUT  Pride  Lamented.    L.  M. 

1  OFT  have  I  turn'd  my  eye  within, 
And  brought  to  light  some  latent  sin ; 
But  pride,  the  vice  I  most  detest, 
Still  lurks  securely  in  my  breast. 

2  Here  with  a  thousand  arts  she  tries 
To  dress  me  in  a  fair  disguise, 

To  make  a  guilty  wretched  worm 
Put  on  an  angel's  brightest  form. 

3  She  hides  mv  follies  from  mine  eyes, 
And  lifts  my  virtues  to  the  skies  ; 
And  while  the  specious  tale  she  tells, 
Her  own  deformity  conceals. 

4  Rend,  O  my  God,  the  veil  away, 
Bring  forth  the  monster  to  the  day ; 
Expose  her  hideous  form  to  view, 
And  all  her  restless  power  subdue 


OG  HYMNS.     '  OG 

5  So  shall  humility  divine 
Again  possess  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  form  a  temple  for  my  God, 
Which  he  will  make  his  loved  abode. 

T7\3  O  Hope  in  Darkness.    L.  M. 

1  O  GOD,  my  Sim,  thy  blissful  rays 
Can  warm,  rejoice,  and  guide  my  heart ! 
How  dark,  how  mournful  are  my  days, 
If  thy  enliv'ning  beams  depart ! 

2  Scarce  through  the  shades  a  glimpse  of 

day, 
Appears  to  these  desiring  eyes ! 
But  shall  my  drooping  spirit  say, 
The  cheerful  morn  will  never  rise  ? 

3  O  let  me  not  despairing  mourn, 
Though  gloomy  darkness  spreads  the  sky. 
My  glorious  sun  will  yet  return, 

And  night  with  all  its  horrors  fly. 

4  O,  for  the  bright,  the  joyful  day. 
When  hope  shall  in  fruition  die  ! 
So  tapers  lose  their  feeble  ray 
Beneath  the  sun's  refulgent  eye. 

4f>*5  Charity  to  the  Poor.     L.  M. 

1  O  GOD,  our  Saviour  !  let  us  wear 
Thy  easy  yoke,  obey  thy  will, 
Each  other's  burdens  learn  to  bear, 
Vml  thus  the  Law  of  Love  fulfil. 


OH  HYMNS.  OH 

2  He  that  hath  pity  on  the  poor, 
Lendeth  his  substance  to  the  Lord: 
And  lo !  his  recompense  is  sure, 
For  more  than  all  shall  be  restored. 

3  Who  sparingly  his  seed  bestows, 
He  sparingly  shall  also  reap  ; 

But  whoso  plentifully  sows, 

The  plenteous  sheaves  his  hands  shall  reap, 

4  Lord  V  teach  us  with  ungrudging  heart, 
As  thou  hast  blest  our  various  store, 
From  our  abundance  to  impart, 

A  liberal  portion  to  the  poor. 

5  To  Thee  our  all  devoted  be, 

In  whom  we  breathe,  and  move,  and  live  ! 
Freely  we  have  received  from  Thee, 
Freely  may  we  rejoice  to  give  ! 

467 

1  O  HAPPY  day  that  fix'd  my  choice 
On  Theer  my  Saviour,  and  my  God  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  Him,  who  merits  all  my  love ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done ;  the  great  transaction's  done  ; 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 

He  drew  me,  and  I  follow'd  on, 
Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine, 


Renewal  of  Self-dedication.    L.  M. 


OH  HYMNS.  OH 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre  rest ; 
With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
When  called  on  angels'  bread  to  feast  ? 

5  High  Heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renewed,  shall  daily  hear  \ 

Till  in  life's  latest  houi*I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

"drOO  At  parting.  Actsxviii.  21.    L.  M. 

1  O  HAPPY  day !  when  saints  shall  meet 
To  part  no  more  ;  the  thought  how  sweet ! 
No  more  to  feel  the  rending  smart 

Oft  felt  below — when  Christians  part. 

2  O  !  happy  place  I  still  must  say, 
Where  all  but  love  is  done  away ; 
All  cause  of  parting  there  is  past, 
Their  social  feast  will  ever  last. 

3  Such  union  here  is  sought  in  vain, 
As  there,  in  ev'ry  heart  will  reign  ; 
There,  separations  ne'er  compel 
The  saints  to  bid  the  sad  farewell. 

4  On  earth,  when  friends  together  meet, 
And  find  the  passing  moments  sweet, 
Time's  rapid  motions  soon  compel, 
With  grief  to  say,  dear  friends,  farewell. 

5  The  shepherd  feels  the  smarting  shock, 
Of  parting  from  his  weeping  flock ; 

His  feelings  for  them  none  can  tell, 
When  called  to  say — my  friends,  farewell 


OH  HYMNS.  OH 

6  The  happy  season  soon  will  come, 
When  saints  shall  meet  in  heav'n  their  home. 
Eternally  with  Christ  to  dwell — 
No  more  to  hear  the  sound — farewell. 

\ir^3t^      Privileges  of  the  people  of  God.    C.  M. 

1  O  HAPPY  they  who  know  the  Lord, 
With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ! 

He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word, 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

2  To  them  in  each  distressing  hour, 
His  throne  of  grace  is  near ; 

And,  when  they  plead  his  love  and  power. 
He  stands  engaged  to  hear. 

3  He  helped  his  saints  in  ancient  days, 
Who  trusted  in  his  name ; 

And  we  can  witness  to  his  praise, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

4  Wand'ring  in  sin,  our  souls  he  found. 
And  bade  us  seek  his  face  ; 

Gave  us  to  hear  the  gospel  sound, 
And  taste  the  gospel  grace. 

5  Oft  in  his  house  his  glory  shines, 
Before  our  wond'ring  eyes  ; 

We  wish  not  then  for  golden  mines, 
Or  aught  beneath  the  skies. 

6  His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares. 
And  makes  our  burdens  light ; 

A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears, 
And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night, 
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OH  HYMNS.  OH 

7  Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 
Nor  would  we  dare  repine ; 

But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 
And  own  us  still  for  thine. 

8  Let  us  enjoy,  and  highly  prize 
These  tokens  of  thy  love, 

Till  thou  shalt  bid  our  spirits  rise, 
To  worship  thee  above. 


The  presence  of  God.    L.  M. 


470 

1  OH  thou  by  long  experience  tried, 
Near  whom  no  grief  can  long  abide ; 
My  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content, 

1  pass  my  years  of  banishment. 

2  All  scenes  alike  engaging  prove 
To  souls  impressed  with  sacred  love  ! 
Where'er  they  dwell,  they  dwell  in  thee  : 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

3  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time, 
My  country  is  in  every  clime : 

I  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

4  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  wre  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none ; 

But  with  my  God  to  guide  my  way 
>Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

5  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 


OH  .  HYMNS.  OJ 

/f  W  "f     The  days  of  thy  Mourning  shall  be  ended. 
^t  4    M.  Isa.  lx.  20.    P.  M. 

1  OH  !  weep  not  for  the  joys  that  fade, 
Like  evening  lights  away — 

For  hopes  that,  like  the  stars  decayed, 

Have  left  thy  mortal  day  ; 
For  clouds  of  sorrow  will  depart, 

And  brilliant  skies  be  given  : 
And  though  on  earth  the  tear  may  start, 
Yet  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart 

Amid  the  bowers  of  heaven. 

2  Oh !  weep  not  for  th^  friends  that  pass 
Into  the  lonesome  grave, 

As  breezes  sweep  the  withered  grass 

Along  the  restless  wave  ; 
For  though  thy  pleasures  may  depart. 

And  darksome  days  be  given, — 
And  lonely  though  on  earth  thou  art, 
Yet  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart 

When  friends  rejoin  in  heaven. 

1  O  JESUS  our  Lord,  thy  name  be  adored 
For  all  the  rich  blessings  convey'd  thro'  thy 

word ; 
In  spirit  we  trace  thy  wonders  of  grace, 
And  cheerfully  join  in  a  concert  of  praise. 

2  The  trumpet  of  God  is  sounding  abroad 
The  language  of  mercy,  salvation  through 

blood : 


OL  HYMNS.  OL 

Thrice  happy  are  they  who  hear  and  obey, 
And  share  in  the  blessings  of  this  gospel  day. 

3  The  people  who  know,  the  Saviour  below, 
With  burning  affection  to  worship  him  glow ! 
The  people  are  blest  who  lean  on  his  breast, 
And  have  a  rich  fortaste  of  his  promis'd  rest. 

4  Thiscblessing  be  mine,  thro'  favour  divine ; 
But,  O  my  Redeemer,  the  glory  be  thine  ! 
The  work  is  of  grace,  thine,  thine  be  the 

praise, 
And  mine  to  adore  thee,  and  tell  of  thy  ways 

J  WQ       Evening  Hymn  for  Family  Worship. 

1  O  LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 
And  we,  a  lonely  band, 

Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  listening  ear, 
To  praises  low  as  ours? 

Thou  wilt !  lor  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign. 
As  we  before  thee  pray  ; 

For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train. 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 

4  O  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 
And  lei  contention  cease, 

And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace  ! 


OL  HYMNS.  OL 

5  Thus  chastened,  cleansed,  entirely  thine, 
A  flock  by  Jesus  led  ; 

The  Sun  of  Righteousness  shall  shine, 
In  glory  on  our  head, 

6  And  thou  wilt  turn  our  wandering  feet, 
And  thou  wilt  bless  our  way  ; 

'Till  worlds  shall  fade,  and  Ruth  shall  gree 
The  dawn  of  lasting  day. 

/■  \*tf  /§        By  the  Children  of  a  Sunday  School 
Ht  /  ^±  C.  M. 

1  O  LORD  our  God,  thy  light  and  truth 
To  us  thy  children  send, 

That  we  may  serve  Thee  in  our  youth, 
And  love  Thee  to  the  end. 

2  By  nature  sinful,  weak,  and  blind, 
The  downward  path  we  trod, 

Our  wand'ring  heart  and  wayward  mind 
Were  enemies  to  God. 

3  But  friends  and  guardians  now,  through 

grace, 
Our  heedless  steps  restrain  : 
They  teach  us,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face, 
Which  none  shall  seek  in  vain. 

4  Hence  to  the  hills  we  lift  our  eyes, 
From  which  Salvation  springs : 

O  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
With  healing  in  thy  wings ! 
32* 


OL  HYMNS.  OL 

5  Arise — and  o'er  this  vale  of  tears, 

Shine  unto  perfect  day : 
Still  heavenward,  through  our  following 
years, 

Pointing  thy  servants'  way  ! 

/•  W  f"  Opening  a  House  of  Worship, 

^t  4  3  Luke  xix.  4—6,    C.  M. 

1  O  LORD  our  God,  thy  people  hear, 
Thy  presence  now  display ; 

May  this  be  call'd  "  an  house  of  prayer !" 
O  grant  us  hearts  to  pray ! 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace. 
And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 

Here  give  the  wounded  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  Blest  Saviour  !  Zion's  holy  King, 
Enter  with  all  thy  train ; 

And  here  thy  choicest  blessings  bring, 
And  long  may  they  remain. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 
The  humbled  mind  bestow  ; 

And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 
In  faith  present  our  prayers, 

And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Enforced  by  mighty  grace, 

Awaken  many  sinners  round, 
To  come  and  fill  the  place, 


OL  HYMNS.  OL 

4"#  O  Resignation.    P.  M, 

1  0  LORD !  in  sorrow  I  resign 
My  soul  to  that  dear  hand  of  thine, 

Without  reserve  or  fear ; 
That  hand  shall  wipe  my  streaming  eyes, 
Or  into  smiles  of  glad  surprise 

Transform  the  falling  tear. 

2  My  sole  possession  is  thy  love ; 
In  earth  beneath,  or  heaven  above, 

I  have  no  other  store ; 
And  though  with  fervent  suit  I  pray, 
And  importune  thee  night  and  day, 

I  ask  thee  nothing  more. 

3  My  hours,  with  undiminished  force 
And  speed,  pursue  their  destined  course. 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
Nor  would  I  murmur  at  my  doom, 
Though  still  a  sufferer  from  the  womb 

And  doomed  to  suffer  still. 

4  By  thy  command,  where'er  I  stray, 
Sorrow  attends  me  all  my  way, 

A  never-failing  friend ; 
And  if  my  sufferings  may  augment 
Thy  praise,  behold  me  well  content — 

Let  sorrow  still  attend  ! 

5  It  costs  me  no  regret,  that  she 
Who  followed  Christ  should  follow  me  ; 

And  though,  where'er  she  goes, 


OL  HYMNS.  OL 

Thorns  spring  spontaneous  at  her  feet, 
I  love  her,  and  extract  a  sweet 
From  all  my  bitter  woes. 

4:  #    #  Delight  in  God.  Epli.  iii.  18,  19.     P.  M. 

1  O  LOVE  Divine,  how  sweet  thou  art, 
When  shall  1  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 

1  thirst,  I  faint,  1  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Christ  so  free  ! 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  and  hell  ; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  : 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see  •, 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  : 
O  that  it.  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  lor  love  I  pine : 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine! 

Be  mine  this  better  part ! 

4  O  that  I  could  for  ever  sit 
With  Mary  at,  the  Master's  feet! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  . 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth  be  this. 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ! 


OM  HYMNS.  OM 

TL"  4  O  For  a  clay  of  humiliation.    L.  M. 

1  0  MAY  the  power  which  melts  the  rock 
Be  felt  by  all  assembled  here  ! 

Lest  in  our  service  we  but  mock 
That  God  whom  we  profess  to  fear. 

2  How  lo< \g  hath  He  bestow'd  his  care 
On  this  indulged,  ungrateful  land  ! 
How  oft,  in  times  of  danger  near, 
Preserved  us  by  his  sovereign  hand ! 

3  Here  peace  and  liberty  have  dwelt ; 
The  glorious  gospel  brightly  shone ; 
And  oft  our  mightiest  foes  have  felt 
That  God  hath  made  our  cause  his  own. 

4  But  ah !  both  heaven  and  earth  have  heard 
Our  vile  requital  of  his  love : 

We,  whom  like  children  he  has  rear'd, 
For  all  his  care  unthankful  prove. 

5  See!  He  uplifts  his  chastening  rod*; — 

0  !  where  are  now  the  faithful  few, 
Who  tremble  for  the  ark  of  God, 
And  know  what  Israel  ought  to  do  ? 

6  Lord,  hear  thy  people  every  where, 
Who  meet  this  day  to  weep  and  pray : 
Our  sinful  land  in  mercy  spare, 

In  mercy  turn  thy  wrath  away. 

/fl  ^CJk       The  entrance  of  thy  word  giveth  light. 
TT  4   *3  Psa.  cxix.  130.     L.  M. 

1  O  MAY  the  Gospel's  conqu'rino;  force 
Be  felt  bv  all  who  hear  its  sound  ! 


CM  HYMi\S.  DM 

So  shall  it  prove  its  heav'nly  source, 
And  praise  shall  to  our  God  redound. 

2  Lord,  let  thy  mighty  voice  be  heard, 
Speak  in  the  word,  and  speak  with  power, 

So  shall  thy  glorious  name  be  feared 
By  those  who  never  feared  before. 

3  O  pity  those  who  lie  in  sin ! 
Preserve  them  from  the  sinner's  doom. 

Open  the  ark  and  take  them  in, 

And  save  them  from  the  wrath  to  come. 

4  So  shall  thy  people  joyful  be, 
The  angels  too  will  louder  sing, 

And  both  ascribe  the  praise  to  thee, 
To  thee,  the  everlasting  King. 

/f  Q  f\         Cast  down,  yet  hoping.  Psa.  xlii.  5. 

1  O,  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  ? 
Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down? 
Let  thy  griefs  beturn'd  to  gladness, 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone; 

Look  to  Jesus, 

And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  What  tho'  Satan's  strong  temptations 
Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  by  day. 

And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay; 
Thou  shall  conquer, 
Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Tho'  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee 
From  without  and  from  within. 


ON  HYMNS.  ON 

Jesus  saith,  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 
But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin ; 
He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

4  Tho'  distresses  now  attend  thee, 
And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road, 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee, 
Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God ; 
Therefore  praise  him, 

Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

5  O  that  I  could  now  adore  him. 
Like  the  heav'nly  host  above, 
Who  forever  bow  before  him, 
And  unceasing  sing  his  love  ! 
Happy  songsters ! 

When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  1 

XO  JL     Thanksgiving  for  a  good  Harvest.  L.  M. 

1  ONCE  more  our  condescending  God 
Has  sent  a  harvest  rich  and  good  ; 

No  cank'ring  worm,  nor  hostile  band, 
Has  spoiled  the  produce  of  the  land. 

2  We  bless  thy  Name  for  sun  and  showers. 
And  all  the  good  that  nature  pours ; 

But  thy  enriching  stores  of  grace 
Transcend  our  highest  notes  of  praise. 

3  Pour  out  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord  ! 

To  clothe  with  power  thy  quick'ning  Word ; 
Till  saints  a  richer  harvest  rise, 
And  fill  the  garner  of  the  skies. 


UN  HYMNS.  _       ON 

TO/i      Morning  Hymn.  Prov.  iii.  24.    8.  8.  6. 

1  ONCE  more  my  eyes  behold  the  day. 
And  to  my  God,  my  soul  would  pay 

Its  tributary  lays : 
O  may  the  life  preserved  by  thee, 
With  all  its  powers  and  blessings  be 

Devoted  to  thy  praise. 

2  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
(Israel's  great  keeper,  King  of  kings,) 

My  weary  head  found  rest : 
No  dire  alarms,  or  racking  pains, 
Devouring  flames,  or  galling  chains 

Disturb  my  peaceful  breast. 

3  How  many  since  I  laid  me  down 
Have  launch'd  into  a  world  unknown, 

To  meet  a  dreadful  doom  ; 
While  some  on  watery  billows  toss'd, 
Or  wand'ring  on  an  unknown  coast, 

Have  sighed  in  vain  for  home. 

4  But,  I  am  spared  to  see  thy  face. 
A  monument  of  saving  grace, 

And  live  to  praise  thy  name : 
Still  be  then  near,  my  gracious  Lord, 
To  keep  and  guide  ; — and  by  thy  word 

Peace,  to  my  soul  proclaim. 

5  Let  me  enjoy  thy  presence  here. 
In  ev'ry  storm  my  heart  to  cheer. 

Till  thou  shalt  bid  me  rise. 


ON  HYMNS.  ON 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  never  come, 
Till  at  my  blest  eternal  home, 
I  wake  in  sweet  surprise. 

'tOO  A  Morning  Song.    C.  M. 

1  ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day, 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes, 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies.  . 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 
The  day  renews  the  sound, 

Wide  as  the  heav'n  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 
.  My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 

And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled 
Since  the  last  setting  sun, 

And  yet  thou  length'nest  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

5  Dear  Lord,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine 
Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light, 

Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

llX"  O  ml  At  parting.    6's. 

1  ONCE  more  before  we  part, 
Bless  the  Redeemer's  name  : 
33 


ON  HYMNS.  ON 

Let  every  tongue  and  heart, 
Praise  and  adore  the  same. 

Chorus. 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend, 
Him,  whom  our  souls  adore, 
His  praises  have  no  end  ; 
Praise  him  for  evermore. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  grace  we  come, 
That  blessing  still  impart: 
We  meet  in  Jesus'  name, 

In  Jesus'  name  we  part. 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  &c. 

3  Still  on  thy  holy  word 
We'd  live,  and  feed,  and  grow. 
Go  on  to  know  the  Lord, 

And  practise  what  we  know. 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  &c. 

4  Here,  Lord,  we  came  to  live, 
And  in  thy  truth  increase, 

All  that's  amiss,  forgive, 
And  send  us  home  in  peace. 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  &c. 

5  Now,  Lord,  before  we  part, 
Help  us  to  bless  thy  name ; 
May  every  tongue  and  heart 
Praise  and  adore  the  same. 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  &c. 


ON  HYMNS.  OP 

/■  O  £T      Restoration  and  Glory  of  the  Church. 
^tOO  Is.  Hi.  7.    P.M. 

1  ON  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands ; 

Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 

Zion  long  in  hostile  lands. 
Drooping  captive! 

God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 
Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  1 

All  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning 

Zion  still  is  well-beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee : 
He  himself  appears  thy  friend  : 

All  thy  foes  shall  rlee  before  thee, 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end. 

Great  Deliv'rance 

Z ion's  King  vouchsafes  to  send. 

4  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble, 
All  thy  wrongs  shall  be  redressed : 

"  For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double," 

In  thy  Maker's  favour  blest ; 
All  thy  conflicts 

End  in  one  eternal  rest. 


Mercy  to  the  penitent.    C.  M. 


486 

1  OPPREST  with  fear,  opprest  with  grief, 
To  God  I  breathed  my  cry : 


OP  HYMNS.  OP 

His  mercy  brought  divine  relief, 
And  wip'd  my  tearful  eye. 

2  His  mercy  chased  the  shades  of  death, 
And  snatched  me  from  the  grave : 

O  may  his  praise  employ  that  breath 
Which  mercy  deigns  to  save  ! 

3  Come,  O  ye  saints !  your  voices  raise 
To  God  in  grateful  songs ; 

And  let  the  memory  of  his  grace 
Inspire  your  hearts  and  tongues. 

4  Her  deepest  gloom  when  sorrow  spreads 
And  light  and  hope  depart  ; 

His  smile  celestial  morning  sheds 
And  joy  revives  the  heart. 

5  Then  let  my  utmost  glory  be 
To  raise  thy  honours  high  ; 

Nor  let  my  gratitude  to  thee 
In  guilty  silence  die. 

6  To  thee,  my  gracious  God,  I  raise 
My  thankful  heart  and  tongue  ; 

0  be  thy  goodness  and  thy  praise 
My  everlasting  song  ! 

^OW  Sufficiency  of  Divine  Grace.  2  Cor.  xii.  9. 

1  OPPREST  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within  ; 
While  earth  and  hell  with  force  combined, 
Disturbed  and  terrified  my  mind: 

2  Thus  sorely  prcst,  I  sought  the  Lord, 
To  give  me  some  sweet  cheering  word  : 


OS  HYMNS.  OS 

Again  I  sought,  and  yet  again, 
I  waited  Ion...,  but  not  in  vain. 

3  Oh !  'twas  a  cheering  word  indeed  ! 
Exactly  suited  to  my  need ; 

"  Sufficient  for  thee  is  my  grace, 

Thy  weakness  my  great  power  displays." 

4  Now  I  despond  and  mourn  no  more, 
I  welcome  all  I  feared  before ; 

Though  weak,  I'm  strong ;  tho'  troubled, 

blest  ; 
For  Christ's  own  pow'r  shall  on  me  rest. 

1  O  O   For  the  Redeemer's  return  to  his  Church. 
+  00  L.  M. 

1  O  SAVIOUR  !  is  thy  promise  fled  ? 
Nor  longer  may  thy  grace  endure, 

To  heal  the  sick,  and  raise  the  dead, 
And  preach  thy  gospel  to  the  poo*  ? 

2  Come,  Jesus !  come,  return  again : 
With  brighter  beams  thy  servants  bless, 
Who  long  to  hail  thy  perfect  reign, 
And  share  thy  kingdom's  happiness. 

3  A  feeble  race,  by  passion  driven, 
In  darkness  and  in  doubt  we  roam, 
And  lift  our  anxious  eyes  to  heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  harbour,  and  our  home. 

4  Come,  Jesus  !  come ;  and  as  of  yore, 
Thy  prophet  went  to  clear  the  way, 

A  harbinger  thy  feet  before, 
A  dawning  to  thy  brighter  day  :— 
33* 


OS  HYMNS.  OT 

5  So,  ere  again  we  see  thy  face, 
Our  stony  hearts  for  truth  prepare ; 
Sow  in  our  souls  the  seed  of  grace, 
Then  come  and  reap  thy  harvest  there. 

jlO  t-F  Sovereign  Grace.    C.  M. 

1  O  SOVEREIGN  grace,  how  sweet  the 
sound, 
That  saves  one  lost  like  me  ! 

1  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found ; 

Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear. 
And  then,  that  fear  reliev'd  : 

How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  belie  v'd ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  cares,  and  toils, 
I  have  already  come  : 

'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  Yes ;  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 

I  shall  possess  within  the  veil 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

/•  ffctf^k  Humble  confidence  in  the  power  and  grace 
'-JrcFU  of  Christ.     10's  All's. 

1  O  TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain 

store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er; 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

A  country  I've  found,  where  tme  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  deterrnin'd  on  that  happy 
ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  in  Paradise  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive  ; 
My  soul  don't  delay,  he  calls  thee  away, 
Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad 

day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know,  what  he  can  bestow, 
What  light,  strength,  and  comfort,  do  after 

him  go : 
Lo  onward  I  move,  to  a  country  above, 
None  guesses  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 

prove. 

4  Great  spoils  1  shall  win,  from  death,  hell, 

and  sin, 
'Midst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ 

within : 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  receive  me  I'll  cry. 
For  Jesus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  to  him  I'm  so  join'd, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind  ; 
So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  through  grace. 
Henceforth  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 

6  And  now  'tis  my  care,  my  neighbours  may 

share 
These  blessings ;  to  seek  them  will  none  of 

you  dare  ? 
In  bondage,  O  why,  and  death  will  you  lie, 
When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so 

nigh '? 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

&  &\  1         Sins  and  Sorrows  spread  before  God. 
'IJI  CM. 

1  O  THAT  I  knew  the  secret  place 
Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 

I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  lace. 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise. 
What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 

How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain ! 

3  I'd  say — '  How  flesh  and  sense  rebel ! 
What  inward  foes  combine 

With  the  vain  world,  and  powers  of  hell. 
To  vex  this  soul  of  mine  !' 

4  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take. 
To  wrestle  with  my  God ; 

I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 
And  heal  my  broken  bones : 

He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

6  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 
And  banish  every  fear  ; 

He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there ! 

±JS  The  Holy  Spirit  invoked.  Eph.  i.  13,  14.  8's, 

J  O  THAT  the  Comforter  would  come  ! 
IVor  visit  as  a  transient  guest : 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 

And  keep  possession  of  my  breast : 
And  make  my  soul  his  lov'd  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God  ! 

2  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  heart  inspire  ! 
Attest  that  I  am  born  again  ; 

Come,  and  baptize  me  now  with  fire, 

Nor  let  thy  former  gifts  be  vain : 
I  cannot  rest  in  sins  forgiven  ; 
Where  is  the  earnest  of  my  heaven  ? 

3  Where  the  indubitable  seal, 

That  ascertains  the  kingdom  mine ! 
The  powerful  stamp  I  long  to  feel, 

The  signature  of  love  divine  ! 
O  shed  it  in  my  heart  abroad, 
Fulness  of  love,  of  heaven,  of  God ! 


Prayer  for  the  Holy  Spirit.    P.  81 


493 

1  O  THOU  that  nearest  prayer! 
Attend  our  humble  cry ; 

And  let  thy  servants  share 
Thy  blessing  from  on  high : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  Word, 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord ! 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 
Their  children  when  they  cry ; 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 
Their  children's  wants  supply; 

Much  more  wilt  Thou  thy  love  display. 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

3  Our  Heavenly  Father  I   Thou— 
We — children  of  thy  grace — 

Oh  let  thy  spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place ; 
That  ail  may  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  tot  praise  thy  Name. 

4  Oh  may  that  sacred  fire, 
Descending  from  above, 
Our  frozen  hearts  inspire 
With  fervent  zeal  and  love; 

Enlighten  our  beclouded  eyes, 

And  teach  our  grovelling  souls  to  rise. 

5  And  send  thy  Spirit  down 
On  all  the  Nations,  Lord  ! 
With  great  success  to  crown 
The  preaching  of  thy  Word  : 

That  Heathen  lands  may  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol-gods  away. 

6  Then  shall  thy  kingdom  come 
Among  our  fallen  race, 

And  the  whole  earth  become 

The  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
Whence  pure  devotion  shall  ascend, 
And  songs  of  praise,  till  time  shall  end. 

/•  {""V  /■     Remember  me,  O  my  God,  for  good.  Neh, 
^hXJ-t  xiii.  31.    C  M. 

1  O  THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows! 

I  lift  my  heart  to  thee  ; 
Jn  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes. 

Pear  Lord  !  remember  me  ! 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

2  When  groaning,  on  my  burdened  heart. 
My  sins  lie  heavily, 

My  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart, 
In  love  remember  me !  j 

3  Temptations  sore  obstruct  my  way, 
And  ills  I  cannot  flee  ; 

0  give  me  strength,  Lord  !  as  my  day ; 
For  good  remember  me ! 

4  Distress'd  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 
This  feeble  body  see  ; 

Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 
Hear,  and  remember  me ! 

5  If  on  my  face,  for  thy  dear  name, 
Shame  and  reproaches  be  ; 

I'll  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame, 
If  thou  remember  me  ! 

6  The  hour  is  near — consign' d  to  death, 
I  own  the  just  decree ; 

Saviour !  with  my  last,  parting  breath. 
I'll  cry — Remember  me  ! 

/§  {\  ("T    On  the  dangerous  sickness  of  a  Minister. 
^T*J*J  John  xi.  3.     L.  M, 

1  O  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne. 
We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down, 
View  the  sad  breast,  the  streaming  eye, 
And  let  our  sorrows  pierce  the  sky. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell ; 
Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 

And  yield  our  wo-fraught  heart  relief 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

3  With  power  benign,  thy  servant  spare. 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer  ; 
Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 

4  Restore  him  sinking  to  the  grave, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save ; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

5  Yet  if  our  supplication  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  nought  prevail, 
Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 
And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day. 


496 


The  dying  Parent.  Jer.  xlix.  11     P.  M. 


1  O  THOU  faithful  God  of  love, 
Gladly  I  thy  promise  plead, 

Waiting  for  my  last  remove, 

Hastening  to  the  happy  dead,, 
Lo,  I  cast  on  thee  my  care, 
Breathe  my  latest  breath  in  prayer. 

2  Trusting  in  thy  word  alone, 
I  to  thee  my  children  leave  ; 

Call  my  little  ones  thine  own, 

Give  them  all  thy  blessings,  give  ; 
Keep  them  while  on  earth  they  breathe, 
Save  their  souls  from  endless  death. 

3  Whom  I  to  thy  grace  commend 
Into  thine  embraces  take, 

Be  her  sure  immortal  Friend, 
Save  her  for  mv  Saviour's  sake  : 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

Free  from  sin,  from  sorrow  free. 
Let  my  widow  trust  in  thee. 
4  Father  of  the  fatherless, 

Husband  of  the  widow  prove  : 
Me  and  mine  persist  to  bless, 

Tell  me  we  shall  meet  above. 
Seal  the  promise  on  my  heart. 
Bid  me  then  in  peace  depart. 

jl  *J  4  For  Providence  and  Grace.    C.  M." 

1  O  THOU,  my  light,  my  life,  my  joy, 
My  glory,  and  my  all ; 

Unsent  by  thee,  no  good  can  come, 
No  evil  can  befall. 

2  Such  are  thy  schemes  of  providence, 
And  methods  of  thy  grace, 

That  I  may  safely  trust  in  thee, 
Through  all  the  wilderness. 

3  'Tis  thine  outstretch'd  and  powerful  arm 
Upholds  me  in  the  way ; 

And  thy  rich  bounty  well  supplies 
The  wants  of  every  day. 

4  For  such  compassions,  O  my  God  ! 
Ten  thousand  thanks  are  due ; 

For  such  compassions,  I  esteem 
Ten  thousand  thanks  too  few, 

<T~*lFO  For  Guardianship  and  Guidance.    L.  M. 

1  O  THOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight, 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light ; 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee ; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free ! 

2  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 

Be  thou  my  Light,  be  thou  my  Way ; 

No  foes,  nor  violence  I  fear, 

Nor  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  wo; 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart 

4  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see. 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee  : 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill ! 

5  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 


^|QQ    Surrendering  to  the  will  of  the  All-wise. 

1  O  THOU  whose  mercy  guides  my  way, 
Though  now  it  seem  severe 

Forbid  my  unbelief  to  say, 
There  is  no  mercy  here  ! 

2  O  grant  me  to  desire  the  pain 
That  comes  in  kindness  down, 

More  than  the  world's  supremest  gain. 
Succeeded  by  a  frown  ■ 


OT  HYMNS.  OT 

3  When,  though  thou  bend  my  Spirit  low. 

Love  only  shall  I  see ; 
The  very  hand  that  strikes  the  blow, 

Was  wounded  once  for  me. 

gf  f\  f\     The  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salvation. 
OllU  Psalm  xxvii.  1.    P.  M. 

1  O  THOU  God  of  our  salvation  ! 
Jesus,  now  enthron'd  in  light, 

Look  from  thine  exalted  station, 
Look  from  yonder  glorious  height ; 

Save  thy  people, 
Put  their  enemies  to  flight. 

2  Thou  wast  once,  like  us,  assaulted, 
Once  a  "  man  of  sorrows"  here  ; 

Now  to  heav'n  with  joy  exalted, 
Thou  art  first  and  highest  there : 

Yet  thy  people 
Know  their  pray'rs  will  reach  thine  ear. 

3  Sing,  ye  saints,  for  ye  have  reason, 
Jesus  is  your  glorious  chief; 

In  afflictions  sharpest  season, 

Think  on  this,  'twill  bring  relief ; 

Sing  with  gladness, 
Jesus  knows,  and  shares  your  grief. 

4  Earthly  things  are  transitory, 
Empty  all  the  world  can  yield  ; 

Jesus  gives  us  grace  and  glory, 
Jesus  is  our  sun  and  shield : 

Fair  our  portion, 
Ours  a  cup  with  blessings  fillM 


OU  HYMNS.  OU 

5  Saviour,  make  thy  people  humble. 

Full  of  love,  and  lull  of  trust ; 
Then  let  these  "  vile  bodies"  crumble, 

And  return  again  to  dust : 
Fairer  mansions 

Shall  be  ours  among  the  just. 

0  U  1.  The  Lord's  Prayer.    P.  M. 

1  OUR  Father,  whose  eternal  sway 
The  bright  angelic  hosts  obey, 

Oh  lend  a  pitying  ear  ! 
When  on  thy  awful  Name  we  call. 
And  at  thy  feet  submissive  fall, 

Bow  down  thine  ear,  and  hear  ! 

2  Far  may  thy  glorious  reign  extend, 
And  rebels  to  thy  sceptre  bend, 

Yielding  to  sov'reign  love  ; 
Make  it  our  pleasure  to  fulfil, 
On  earth,  the  dictates  of  thy  will, 

As  angels  do  above ! 

3  From  thy  kind  hand  each  earthly  good, 
Our  raiment  and  our  daily  food, 

In  rich  abundance  come : 
Lord,  give  us  still  a  fresh  supply  ; 
If  thou  withhold  thy  hand,  we  die 

And  fill  the  silent  tomb. 

i  Pardon  our  sins,  O  God  !  which  rise, 
And  call  for  vengeance  from  the 
\iv\.  while  we  are  forgiven, 


OU  HYMNS.  OU 

Grant  that  revenge  may  never  rest 

Nor  malice  harbour  in  that  breast, 

Which  feels  the  love  of  heaven. 

5  Protect  us  in  the  dangerous  hour, 
And  from  the  wily  Tempter's  power, 

Oh  set  our  spirits  free  ! 
But  if  temptation  shall  assail, 
Thy  mighty  grace  o'er  all  prevail, 

And  lead  our  hearts  to  Thee. 

6  Thine  is  the  power  :  to  Thee  belongs 
The  constant  tribute  of  our  songs : 

All  glory  to  thy  Name  ! 
Let  every  creature  join  our  lays 
In  one  resounding  act  of  praise, 

And  all  thy  love  proclaim. 

♦  >  O  -«J  The  Lord's  Prayer.     S.  M. 

1  OUR  Heavenly  Father,  hear 
The  prayer  we  offer  now; 

Thy  Name  be  hallo w'd  far  and  near, 
To  Thee  all  nations  bow  ! 

2  Thy  kingdom  come !  Thy  will 
On  earth  be  done  in  love, 

As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above  ! 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 
While  by  thy  word  we  live  , 

The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive  : 
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OtJ  HYMNS.  01 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power, 
From  Satan's  wiles  defend ; 

Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine  then  for  ever  be 
Glory  and  power  divine ; 

The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  Thine. 

6  — Thus  humbly  taught  to  pray 
By  Thy  Beloved  Son, 

Through  Him  we  come  to  Thee,  and  say 
All  for  His  sake  be  done ! 

5llO  Church  Union.  Col.  ii.  2.     C.  M. 

1  OUR  souls  by  love  together  knit, 
Cemented,  mix  in  one  ; 

One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice  ; — 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun  ! 

2  Our  hearts  have  bunvd  while  Jesus  spake, 
And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire ; 

He  stopp'd,  and  talk'd,  and  \\>A  and  blest. 
And  fill'd  1h'  enlarg'd  desire. 

Chorus.     L.  M. 
"  A  Saviour  !"  let  creation  sing  ! 
"  A  Saviour  !"  let  all  heaven  ring  ! 
He's  God  with  us,  we  feel  him  out's. 

His  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours! 
■Tis  almost  done — 'tis  almost  o'er —  2 

We're  joining  them  who're  gone  before,  > 
W>  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more.        } 


OU  HYMNS.  OU 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 
The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rain ; 

We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  show'r, 
And  all  its  moisture  drain : 

4  A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows  ! 
But  pour  a  mighty  flood  : 

Oh !  sweep  the  nations — shake  the  earth ; 
Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

"  A  Saviour !"  &c. 

5  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 
And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown  ; 

When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine. 
Proclaim' d  by  thee  thine  own  : 

6  May  we— a  little  band  of  love, 
Poor  sinners  sav'd  by  grace, 

From  glory  into  glory  cbang'd, 

Behold  THEE  FACE  TO  FACE  ! 

"A  Saviour!"  &c. 

*3  vl  "C"        God  seeth  in  secret.  Matt.  vi.  6.    C.  M 

1  OUR  heavenly  Father's  piercing  eye. 
Sees  through  the  darkest  night ; 

In  deep  retirement  He  is  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 

2  There  let  that  piercing  eye  survey 
Our  duteous  homage  paid ; 

With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  every  evening's  shade. 

3  O  Cod  !  may  thy  own  heavenly  fire 
The  incea^e  still  inflame  : 


OU  HYMNS.  OU 

While  my  warm  vows  to  Thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love, 
My  soul  in  secret  bless  ; 

So  shalt  Thou  deign  in  worlds  above, 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

0  U  <3     For  a  Female  Friendly  Society.    L.  M. 

1  OUR  soul  shall  magnify  the  Lord, 
In  Him  our  spirit  shall  rejoice ; 
Assembled  here  with  sweet  accord, 

Our  hearts  shall  praise  Him  with  our  voice. 

2  Since  He  regards  our  low  estate, 

And  hears  his  handmaids  when  they  pray, 
We  humbly  plead  at  mercy's  gate, 
Where  none  are  ever  turned  away. 

3  The  poor  are  his  peculiar  care. 
To  them  his  promises  are  sure  ; 
His  gifts  "the  poor  in  spirit"  share  ; 
O  may  we  a]  ways  thus  be  poor  ! 

4  God  of  our  hope,  to  Thee  we  bow, 
Thou  art  our  refuge  in  distress ; 
The  Husband  of  the  widow  Thou, 
The  Father  of  the  fatherless. 

5  May  we  thy  law  of  love  fulfil, 
To  bear  each  other's  burdens  here  ; 
Suffer  and  do  thy  righteous  will, 
And  wTalk  in  all  thy  faith  and  fear. 

6  Didst   Thou  not  give  thy  Son  to  die 
For  our  transgressions,  in  our  stead  1 


UU  HYMNS.  OU 

And  can  thy  goodness  aught  deny 
To  those  for  whom  thy  Son  hath  bled  ? 
7  Then  may  our  union,  here  begun, 
Endure  for  ever,  firm  and  tree  ; 
At  thy  right  hand  may  we  be  one, 
One  with  each  other,  and  with  Thee. 

50b  Funeral  Hymn.    CM. 

1  OUR  dearest  friends  depart  and  die, 
No  more  to  us  return ; 

But  to  the  Lord  their  spirits  fly. 
To  blessed  mansions  borne. 

2  There  glory  sits  in  ev'ry  face, 
Love  smiles  in  ev'ry  eye ; 

There  do  their  souls  adore  the  grace 
Which  brought  them  safe  on  high. 

3  Blest  souls !  we  leave  them  to  enjoy 
Their  Saviour.and  their  God; 

While  we  our  season  will  employ 
To  reach  their  blest  abode. 

4  Oh,  may  our  feet  pursue  the  way 
Our  pious  fathers  led  ; 

With  love  and  holy  zeal  obey 
The  counsels  of  the  dead! 

5  Soon  then  will  end  our  mourning  days, 
Our  tears  will  soon  be  dry  ; 

With  them  we  shall  our  Saviour  praise, 
,:  And  see  him  eye  to  eve." 


OV  HYMNS.  OW 

OUl     The  Light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles.    P.  M. 

1  O'ER  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness, 
Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze  ; 

See  the  kindreds  of  the  people, 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze : 

Darkness  brooding 
On  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

2  Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness ! 
Rise  and  shine,  thy  blessings  bring : 

Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles ! 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing: 

To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

3  May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 
Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 

Come,  and,  worshipping  before  Him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone ; 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

4  Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 
Speak  the  word  ; — at  thy  command, 

Let  the  company  of  preachers 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land  : 

Lord,  be  with  them, 
Always  to  the  end  of  time. 

rr  l~fcO   Wliosoever  will,  let  hi?nco?nc.  Rev.  xxii.  17. 
JUO  C  M. 

1  O  WHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
\\n  in  the  gospel  found  ! 


OW  HYMNS.  OW 

Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 
Are  freely  welcome  here  ; 

Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 
Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 

3  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and 

wounds, 
Your  ev'ry  burden  bring  ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring  I 

4  Whoever  will,  (O  gracious  word  !) 
Shall  of  this  stream  partake ; 

Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesu's  sake ! 

5  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 
Have  here  found  life  and  peace  : 

Come  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 


509 


Heaven  free  from  Sin  and  Sorrow, 
Rev'  xxi.  4.    S.  M. 


1  O  WHAT  a  mighty  change 
Shall  Christian  sufferers  know, 

When  o'er  the  heavenly  plains  they  range. 
Incapable  of  wo ! 

2  No  ill-requited  love 

Shall  there  our  spirits  wound ; 
No  base  ingratitude  above, 
No  sin  in  heaven  is  found . 


OW  HYMNS.  OW 

3  There  all  our  griefs  are  spent ; 
There  all  our  trials  end ; 

We  cannot  there  the  loss  lament 
Of  one  departed  friend. 

4  No  brother,  dead  to  God, 
By  sin  is  there  undone  : 

No  father  there,  lamenting  loud, 
Cries  "  O  my  son  !  my  son !" 

5  No  slightest  touch  of  pain. 
No  sorrow's  least  alloy 

Can  violate  our  rest,  or  stain 
Our  purity  of  joy. 

6  In  that  eternal  day 

No  clouds,  nor  tempests  rise : 
There  God  shall  wipe  all  tears  away 
For  ever  from  our  eyes. 

<_#  1.  \J  Longing  for  freedom  from  Sin.    C.  M.  D. 

1  O  WHEN  wilt  Thou  my  Saviour  be: 

0  when  shall  I  be  clean, 
The  true,  eternal  Sabbath  see, 

A  perfect  rest  from  sin  ! 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  rest  thou  art, 

From  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain  : 
While  thou  art  absent  from  my  heart 

1  look  for  rest  in  vain. 

2  The  consolations  of  thy  word, 
My  soul  hath  long  upheld, 

The  faithful  promise  of  the  Lord, 
Shall  surely  be  fulfill'd  : 


Recollections  o/Jirst  love.    L.  31  > 


OW  HYMNS  OW 

I  look  to  my  incarnate  God, 

Till  he  his  work  begin  ; 
And  wait  till  his  redeeming  blood 
i    Shall  cleanse  me  from  all  sin. 
3  O  that  I  now  the  voice  might  hear. 

That  speaks  my  sins  forgiven ; 
His  word  is  past,  to  give  me  here 

The  inward  pledge  of  heaven  : 
His  blood  shall  over  all  prevail, 

And  sanctify  th'  uncle:    ; 
The  grace  that  saves  from  future  hell 
(     Shall  save  from  present  sin. 

511 

1  O  WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love. 
!That  marked  oar  union  with  the  Lord  ? 
Our  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  above. 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 

2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 
|To  make  our  Saviour's  glory  known  \ 
iThat  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
'And  kept  our  eye  on  Him  alone  ? 
:3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons  spent 
In  fellowship  with  Him  we  loved  ? 
The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content, 
The  blessedness  that  then  we  proved  ? 
i  Behold,  again  we  turn  to  thee, 
P  cast  us  not  away,  though  vile  I 
No  peace  we  have,  no  joy  we  see, 
;0  Lord  our  God,  but  in  thy  smile. 

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OVV  HYMNS.  OW 

«3  J.  A       The  issues  of  Life  and  Death.    V.  M. 

1  O  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 

'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound. 

Or  pierce  to  either  pole : 

The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
7Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live. 

Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

2  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears. 
There  is  a  life  above, 

Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years, 
And  all  that  life  is  love ; — 
There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath : 

0  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  "  the  second  death." 

3  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 

Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 

For  evermore  undone : 

Here  would  we  end  our  quest ; 

Alone  are  found  in  thee, 
The  life  of  perfect  love; — the  rest 

01'  immortality. 

♦)  lO  Prayer  fur  tlic  Jews.     L.  M. 

1  O  WHY  should  Israel's  sons,  once  ble^t 
►Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around  : 


OW  .HYMNS.  OW 

Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  opprest, 
;    Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallow'd  ground  % 

j    2  O  God  of  Israel,  view  their  race  ! 

Back  to  thy  fold,  the  wand'rers  bring ; 

Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace  ; 
&  To  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King! 

3  The  veil  of  darkness  rend  in  twain, 
Which  hides  their  Shiloh's  glorious  light, 
The  sever'd  olive-branch  again 

j    Back  to  its  parent  stock  unite. 

4  Haste,  glorious  day,  expected  long  ! 
When  Jew  and  Greek,  one  prayer  shall  raise. 
With  eager  feet  one  temple  throng, 

One  God  with  grateful  rapture  praise. 

514- 

1  O  WORSHIP  the  King, 
All-glorious  above  ! 

O  gratefully  sing 

His  unchangeable  love ! 
Our  Shield  and  Defender, 

The  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendour, 

Surrounded  with  praise. 

2  This  earth,  with  its  store 
Of  wonders  untold, 

Almighty,  thy  power 

Hath  founded  of  old; 
Hath  established  it  fast 

Bv  a  changeless  decree. 


OY  HYMNS.  OY 

And  round  it  hath  cast, 
Like  a  girdle,  the  sea. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care 
What  tongue  can  recite  ? 

It  breathes  in  the  air, 

It  shines  in  the  light, 
It  streams  from  the  hills, 

It  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distils 

In  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust, 
And  feeble  as  frail, 

In  Thee  do  we  trust, 

Nor  find  thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender ! 

How  sure  to  the  end  ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender, 

Redeemer,  and  Friend ! 

5  O  wonderful  might ! 
Ineffable  love ! 

While  angels  delight. 

To  hymn  Thee  above, 
The  humbler  creation, 

Though  feeble  their  lay-. 
With  true  adoration 

Shall  echo  thy  praise. 


Je8U8  seen  of  Angels.  1  Tim.  iii.  16.  P.  M. 


515 

1  O,  YE  immortal  throng 
Of  angels  round  the  throne, 


OY  HYMNS. 

Join  with  our  feeble  song, 
To  make  the  Saviour  known  : 

On  earth  ye  knew 

His  wond'rous  grace : 

His  beauteous  face 

In  heaven  ye  view. 

2  Ye  saw  the  heaven-born  child 
In  human  flesh  arrayed, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 

While  in  the  manger  laid  ; 
And  praise  to  God, 
And  peace  on  earth, 
For  such  a  birth, 
Proclaimed  aloud. 

3  Ye,  in  the  wilderness, 
Beheld  the  tempter  spoiled, 
Well  known  in  every  dress, 
In  every  combat  foiled ; 

And  joyed  to  crown 
The  victor's  head. 
When  Satan  fled 
Before  his  frown. 

4  Around  the  bloody  tree 

Ye  pressed,  with  strong  desire, 
That  wond'rous  sight  to  see — 
The  Lord  of  life  expire; 

And  could  your  eyes 

Have  known  a  tear, 

Had  dropped  it  there, 

In  sad  surprise. 

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PA  HYMNS.  PA 

5  Around  his  sacred  tomb 
A  willing  watch  ye  keep, 
Till  the  blest  moment  come, 
To  rouse  him  from  his  sleep : 

Then  rolled  the  stone, 
And  all  adored 
Your  rising  Lord, 
With  joy  unknown. 

6  When  all  arrayed  in  light, 
The  shining  conq'ror  rode, 
Ye  hailed  his  rapturous  flight 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God  ; 

And  waved  around 
Your  golden  wings, 
And  struck  your  strings 
Of  sweetest  sound. 

7  The  warbling  notes  pursue, 
And  louder  anthems  raise  ; 
While  mortals  sing  with  you 
Their  oion  Redeemer's  praise : 

And  thou,  my  heart, 
With  equal  flame, 
And  joy  the  same, 
Perform  thy  part. 


P. 

5"|  £*       Types  of  Christ ;  or,  the  Atonement. 
I  O  Heb.  ix.  12,  13.     8's  &  7's. 

1  PASCHAL  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
All  onrsins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 


PE  HYMNS.  PE 

By  almighty  love  anointed. 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  : 

2  All  thy  people  are  forgiven. 

Thro'  the  virtue  of  thy  blood ! 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  abide  ! 

All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side  : 

4  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading; 
There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 

Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

5  Glory,  honour,  power,  and  blessing, 
Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 

Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give  : 

6  When  we  join  th'  angelic  spirits  ! 
In  their  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 

We  will  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 
Gladly  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 


Peace.    Luke  xxiv.  36.    8's  &  7's, 


517 

1  PEACE  be  to  this  congregation, 
Peace  to  ev'ry  soul  therein  ; 

Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation  ; 
Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin : 


PE  HYMNS.  PE 

Peace,  that  speaks  its  heavenly  Giver ; 

Peace,  to  sordid  minds  unknown ; 
Peace  Divine,  that  lasts  forever, 

Here  erect  thy  glorious  throne. 

2  Prince  of  Peace,  be  present  near  us, 
Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home ; 

"With  thy  blessed  presence  cheer  us, 

Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come. 
Raise  to  heaven  our  expectation ; 

Give  our  favoured  so  ids  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 

In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 

3  May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 

With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above. 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


Longing  for  Heaven.    C.  V 


518 

1  PERMIT  me,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  f 
Obedient  to  thy  call ; 

To  seek  the  presence  of  thy  grac> 
My  strength,  my  life,  my  all. 

2  All  I  can  wish,  is  thine  to  give : 
My  God,  I  ask  thy  love, 

That  greatest  bliss  I  can  receive. 
That  bliss  of  heaven  above. 


PO  HYMNS.  PO 

3  To  heaven  my  restless  heart  aspires ; 
O  for  a  quickening  ray, 

;  To  wake  and  warm  my  faint  desires. 
And  cheer  the  tiresome  way ! 

4  The  path  to  thy  divine  abode. 
Through  a  wild  desert  lies  ; 

A  thousand  snares  beset  the  road, 
A  thousand  terrors  rise. 

5  Satan  and  sin  unite  their  art, 
To  keep  me  from  my  Lord ; 

Dear  Saviour,  guide  my  trembling  heart, 
And  guide  me  by  thy  word. 

6  My  Guardian,  my  almighty  Friend. 
On  Thee  my  soul  would  rest ; 

On  Thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
Be  near,  and  I  am  blest. 

5"!  €\  Is  this  thy  kindness  to  thy  friend  7  1  Kings 
L\j  xvi.  17.    LfxU 

1  POOR,  weak,  and  worthless  though  I  am, 

1  have  a  rich,  almighty  Friend ; 
Jesus  the  Saviour,  is  his  name, 
He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

2  He  ransomed  me  from  hell  with  blood, 
And  by  his  power  my  foes  controlled  ; 
He  found  me,  wand'ring  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chosen  fold. 

3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  want  supplies, 
And  says  that  I  shall  shortly  be 
Enthroned  with  him  above  the  skies ; 

Oh  !  what  a  friend  is  Christ  to  me. 


PO  HYMNS.  PO 

4  But  all !  my  inmost  spirit  mourns, 
And  well  my  eyes  with  tears  may  swim. 
To  think  of  my  perverse  returns  ; 

I've  been  a  faithless  friend  to  him. 

5  Often  my  gracious  Friend  I  grieve, 
Neglect,  distrust,  and  disobey, 

And  often  Satan's  lies  believe, 
Sooner  than  all  my  Friend  can  say. 

G  He  bids  me  always  freely  come, 
And  promises  whate'er  I  ask  : 
But  I  am  straitened,  cold  and  dumb. 
And  count  my  privilege  a  task. 

7  Before  the  world  that  hates  his  cause, 
My  treach'rous  heart  has  throbb'd  with 

shame  ; 
Loth  to  forego  the  world's  applause, 
I  hardly  dare  avow  his  name. 

8  Sure  were  not  I  most  vile  and  base, 
I  could  not  thus  my  Friend  requite  ! 
And  were  not  he  the  God  of  grace, 
He'd  frown  and  spurn  me  from  his  sight 

&*/&%}  Social  War  ship.     CM. 

1  POUR  down  thy  spirit,  gracious  Lord  ! 
On  all  assembled  here  : 

Let  us  receive  th'  en  era  Red  Word, 
With  meekness  and  with  fear. 

2  By  faith  in  Thro,  the  soul  receives 
New  life,  though  dead  before; 


PR  HYMNS.  PR 

And  he,  who  in  thy  Name  believes'. 
Shall  live,  to  die  no  more. 

3  Preserve  the  power  of  faith  alive 
In  those  who  love  thy  Name ; 

For  Sin  and  Satan  daily  strive 
To  quench  the  sacred  flame. 

4  Thy  grace  and  mercy  first  prevailed 
From  death  to  set  us  free  ; 

And  often  since,  our  life  had  failed, 
.  Unless  renewed  by  Thee. 

5  To  Thee  we  look,  to  Thee  we  bow  ; 
To  Thee  for  help  we  call : 

Our  Life  and  Resurrection,  Thou  ! 
Our  Hope,  our  Joy,  our  All ! 


521 


Ministers  a  sweet  Savour,  whether  of  Life 
or  Death.  2  Cor.  ii.  15,  16.    P.  M. 

1  PRAISE  to  the  Lord  on  high, 
Who  spreads  his  triumphs  w7ide  ! 
While  Jesus'  fragrant  Name 

Is  breathed  on  every  side : 
Balmy  and  rich         The  odours  rise. 
And  fill  the  earth      And  reach  the  skies. 

2  Ten  thousand  dying  souls 
Its  virtue  feel,  and  live  ; 
Sweeter  than  vital  air 
The  incense  they  receive: 

They  breathe  anew,  And  rise  and  sing, 
Jesus  the  Lord,  Their  conqu'ring  King, 

3  But  sinners  scorn  the  grace, 
Which  brings  salvation  nigh  ; 


PR  HYMNS.  ft| 

They  turn  their  face  away, 
And  faint,  and  fall,  and  die  ! 
So  sad  a  doom,  Ye  saints  deplore  : 

They  faint  and  fall      To  rise  no  more. 

4  Yet,  Great  and  Mighty  God  ! 

Thy  servants  all  shalTbe, 

In  those,  who  live  or  die, 

A  savour  sweet  to  Thee : 
Supremely  bright         Thy  grace  shall  shine. 
Guarded  with  flames  Of  wrath  divine. 

0^6/£        Praise  for  National  Mercies.    L.  K. 

1  PRAISE  to  the  Lord,  who  bows  his  ear 
Propitious  to  his  people's  prayer ; 

And,  though  deliverance  long  delay, 
Yet  answers  still  in  his  own  day. 

2  Lord  !  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land? 
Still  saved  by  thine  Almighty  hand, 
The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring 

To  Thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  King — 

3  Till  every  public  temple  raise 
A  song  of  triumph  to  thy  praise ; 
And  every  peaceful  private  home 
To  Thee  a  temple  shall  become. 

4  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  glorious  sight  ; 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear. 
Till  life's  last  hour,  to  persevere 


PR  HYMNS.  PK 

gr  C%  O    The  blind  led  and  supported  in  God's  way, 
0/£O  Isa.  xlii.  16.    CM. 

1  PRAISE  to  the  God  of  Light  and  Love, 
Who  gives  the  blind  their  sight, 

And  scatters  round  their  wond'ring  eyes, 
A  flood  of  sacred  light. 

2  In  paths  unknown  he  leads  them  on 
To  his  divine  abode ; 

And  shows  new  miracles  of  grace, 
Through  all  the  heavenly  road. 

3  The  ways  all  rugged  and  perplexed 
He  renders  smooth  and  straight ; 

And  strengthens  every  feeble  knee 
To  march  to  Z ion's  gate. 

4  Through  all  the  path  we'll  sing  his  Name, 
Till  we  the  mount  ascend, 

Where  toils  and  storms  are  known  no  more, 
And  praise  shall  never  end. 

0  A  TT  Bearing  the  truth.    8's  &  Vs. 

1  PRAISE  we  him  by  whose  kind  favour 
Heavenly  truth  has  reached  our  ears: 
May  its  sweet  reviving  savour 

Fill  our  hearts  and  calm  our  fears ! 

2  Truth — how  sacred  is  the  treasure  ! 
Teach  us,  Lord,  its  worth  to  know : 
Vain's  the  hope,  and  short  the  pleasure, 
Which  from  other  sources  flow. 

3  What  of  truth  we've  now  been  hearing. 
Fix.  O  Lord,  in  ev'ry  heart ; 

36 


PR  HYMNS.  PR 

In  the  day  of  thine  appearing, 
May  we  share  thy  people's  part ! 
4  Till  thou  take  us  hence  for  ever, 
Saviour,  guide  us  with  thine  eye ; 
This  our  aim,  our  sole  endeavour, 
Thine  to  live,  and  thine  to  die ! 

0  &  «3  Praise  to  God.    Ps.  civ.  Hab.  iii.  17.    7's. 

1  PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days : 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field  ; 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield  ; 
For  the  vine's  refreshing  juice ; 
For  the  generous  olive's  use : — 

3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain  ; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  ; 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews ; 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  : — 

4  All  that  Spring,  with  bounteous  hand. 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 

All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores  : — 

5  These,  to  that  dear  source  we  owe 
Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow ; 
These,  through  all  my  happy  days. 
Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 

6  Yet,  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear ; 


PR  HYMNS.  PR 

Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  her  green,  untimely  fruit; — 

7  Should  the  vine  bud  forth  no  more. 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store  ; 
Though  the  sickening  flocks  should  fall, 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall : — 

8  Lord,  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful,  never  ending  praise ; 
And,  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee — for  thyself  alone. 


526 


The  Spirit  of  Prayer.  Zech.  xii.  10.    C.  M, 


1  PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 
Uttered  or  unexprest; 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast, 

2  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 
That  infant  lips  can  try ; 

Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

3  Prayer  is  the  contrite  siniaer's  voice, 
Returning  from  his  ways ; 

While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say,  "  Behold  he  prays  I" 

4  The  saints  in  prayer  appear  as  one 
In  word  and  deed  and  mind, 

When  with  the  Father  and  His  Son 

Their  fellowship  they  find. 


PR  HYMNS.  Pit 

5  Nor  prayer  is  made  on  earth  alone : 
The  Holy  Spirit  pleads ; 

And  Jesus  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
For  sinners  intercedes. 

6  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way; 

The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord  !  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

*3  &  4  Prayer.    John  xvi.  23.     L.  M. 

1  PRAYER  was  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give: 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray : 
For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

2  The  Christian's  heart  his  prayer  indites, 
tje  speaks  as  prompted  from  within  \ 
The  Spirit  his  petition  writes, 

And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 

3  And  shall  we  in  dead  silence  lie, 
When  Christ  stands  waiting  for  our  prayer? 
My  soul,  thou  hast  a  Friend  on  high  ; 
Arise,  and  try  thy  int'rest  there. 

4  If  pains  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress, 
If  cares  distract;  or  fears  dismay, 
If  guilt  deject,  if  sin  distress, 

The  remedy's  before  thee — pray. 

5  Depend  on  Christ,  thou  canst,  not  fail ; 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known  : 
Fear  not,  his  merits  must  prevail; 

Ask  what,  thou  wilt,  it  shall  be  done. 


Q.V  HYMNS.  QU 


Q 


528 


Meek  Submission.    P.  M. 


1  QUIET,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art, 
Make  me  as  a  weaned  child ; 

From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 
Let  me  as  a  child  receive ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 
Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave  : 

5Tis  enough  that  thou  wilt  care. 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 
On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he's  neither  strong  nor  wise. 
Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone  : 

Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  God,  and  Guide. 

4  Thus  preserved  from  Satan's  wiles, 
Safe  from  dangers,  free  from  fears. 
May  I  live  upon  thy  smiles, 

Till  the  promised  hour  appears, 
When  the  sons  of  God  shall  prove 
Ml  their  Father's  boundless  love 
36* 


RA  HYMN,-.  RA 

R 


Thankfulness  for  Redemption.    8's  &  7's. 


529 

1  RANSOMED  sinners,  sing  the  praises 
Of  your  dear  redeeming  God  ; 

Hymn,  with  joy,  the  holy  Jesus, 
Who  hath  purchased  you  with  blood : 
Dwell  on  this  delightful  theme, 
Shout  the  dear  Immanuel's  name. 

2  He  the  powerful  word  hath  spoken. 
"  I  redeemed  them,  mine  they  are ;" 
With  that  word  the  snare  is  broken. 
Satan  struck  with  panic  fear ! 

This  is  glorious  liberty  ! 

Christ,  the  Son,  hath  made  us  free  ! 

3  For  this  wonderful  compassion, 
(Far  surpassing  human  thought,) 
Let  us  praise,  with  exultation, 
Him,  who  our  salvation  wrought ! 
Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
Worthy  thou  of  all  our  praise. 

4  O  that  worldlings  knew  our  pleasure  ! 
While  we  walk  in  Christ  the  way; 
We  possess  a  heavenly  treasure, 

In  an  earthly  house  of  clay  ! 
But,  what  bliss  before  us  lies  ! 
Though  'tis  veiled  beyond  the  skies. 

5  Hark!  while  angel-choirs  are  sounding 
Rapturous  praises  round  the  throne! 


11A  HYMNS  KA 

Let  us  come  to  Sion  singing  : 
Their,  and  our  delights  are  one  ! 
Grateful  songs,  our  mutual  mirth. 
They  in  heaven — and  we  on  earth. 

£"f  O  f\  The  Sinner  found  wanting, 

OOU  Dan.  v'.  27.     L.  M. 

1  RAISE,  thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine 

eye  5 
Behold  the  balance  lifted  high ; 
There  shall  God's  justice  be  displayed, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weighed. 

2  See,  in  one  scale,  his  perfect  law  ! 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw  : 
Wouldst  thou  the  awful  test  sustain, 

Thy  works  how  light,  thy  thoughts  how 
vain  ? 

3  Behold !  the  hand  of  God  appears 
To  trace  those  dreadful  characters ; 

;  Tekel !  thy  soul  is  wanting  found, 

'  And  wrath  shall  smite  thee  to  the  ground  !' 

4  Let  sudden  fears  thy  nerves  unbrace  ; 
Confusion  wild  o'erspread  thy  face  ! 
Through  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguish  roll, 
And  deep  repentance  melt  thy  soul. 

5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail — 
Christ  in  the  scripture  turns  the  scale  ; 
Still  doth  the  gospel  publish  peace, 
And  show  a  Saviour's  righteousness. 
G  Jesus,  exert  thy  pow'r  to  save, 
Deep  on  this  heart  thy-trath  engrave-* 


RE  HYMNS.  RE 

Great  God,  the  load  of  guilt  remove, 
Th;it  trembling  lips  may  sing  thy  love. 


Assurance  of  Perseverance.    C.  M. 


531 

1  REJOICE,  believer,  in  the  Lord, 
Who  makes  your  cause  his  own  ; 

The  hope  that's  built  upon  his  word 
Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

2  Though  many  foes  beset  your  road. 
And  ieeble  is  your  arm, 

Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

3  Weak  as  you  are,  you  shall  not  taint, 
Or  tainting  shall  not  die  ; 

Jesus,  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 
Will  aid  you  from  on  high. 

4  Though  he  is  not  perceived  by  sense, 
Faith  sees  him  always  near, 

A  guide,  a  glory,  a  defence, 
Then  what  have  you  to  fear  ? 

5  As  surely  as  he  overcame, 
And  triumphed  once  for  you  ; 

So  surely  you  that  love  his  name 
Shall  triumph  in  him  too, 

•  >*>^£  New-Year.    C.  W 

1  REMARK,  with  awe,  the  narrow  bounds 
Of  the  revolving  year  ! 


RE  ■      HYMNS.  RE 

How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  rounds ! 
How  short  the  months  appear ! 

2  So  fast  Eternity  comes  on. 

And  that  important  Day 
,  When  all,  that  mortal  life  has  done, 
God's  Judgment  shall  survey. 

;  3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift-advancing  year  ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

;  4  Waken,  O  God  !  each  trifling  heart 
I      Its  great  concern  to  see ; 
I  That  all  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  Thee. 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll. 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  the  willing  soul 

To  joy  which  never  dies. 

p*  O  f>      God's  Command  to  all  Men  lo  repent. 
JOO  Acts  xvii.  30.     C.  M. 

1  REPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
No  longer  dare  delay  : 

The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies. 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 
O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 

His  heralds  are  dispatched  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 


RE  HYMNS.  RE 

3  The  summons  sounds  through  all  the  earth  5 
Let  earth  attend  and  fear : 

Listen  ye  men  of  royal  birth, 
And  let  their  vassals  hear. 

4  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 
And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 

Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  the  grace. 

5  Row,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  you  to  his  bar : 

For  mercy  knows  th5  appointed  bound. 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

6  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 
And  yet  prolong  our  days ! 

Our  hearts  subdued  by  goodness  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

PL  *~P  1    H?  brought  me  up  also  out  of  a  horrible  pit. 

0  O  T  Psalm  xl.  2.     P.  M. 

1  RESCUED  from  the  lake  infernal. 
Saved  from  yonder  dark  abyss, 

Jesus  gives  us  life  eternal, 

Now  we  live  since  we  are  his ; 
Now  we  hope  with  him  to  be 
Happy  through  eternity. 

2  O  how  great  our  former  danger, 
When  we  walked  in  folly's  ways ! 

He  who  lives  to  God  a  stranger, 
Far  from  peace  and  safety  strays, 
Under  guilt,  enslaved  by  sin. 
VII  is  dark  and  foul  within. 


EU  HYMNS.  RI 

3  Long,  too  long,  our  hearts  were  hardened^ 
We  despised  the  truth  of  God, 

But  the  Lord  our  sin  has  pardoned, 
He  has  washed  our  souls  with  blood. 
Blood  of  him  who  fills  a  throne, 
Blood  of  Christ,  the  Holy  One. 

4  Let  us  bow  and  fall  before  him, 
Let  us  bow  before  our  King  ; 

Lo !  the  hosts  of  heaven  adore  him, 
All  above  his  praises  sing  : 

Much  they  owe  Him,  more  we  owe, 
Sinners  saved  from  endless  wo. 

|  P*  O  fUL  Increase  of  the  Church.    P.  M. 

OOD  Is.  lx.  5,  6. 

1  RISE,  Gracious  God !  and  shine 
In  all  thy  saving  might ; 

And  prosper  each  design 

To  spread  thy  glorious  light : 
Let  healing  streams  of  mercy  flow, 
That  all  the  earth  thy  truth  may  know, 

2  Oh  bring  the  nations  near, 
That  they  may  sing  thy  praise  : 
Let  all  the  people  hear, 

And  learn  thy  holy  ways : 
Reign,  Mighty  God  !  assert  thy  cause. 
And  govern  by  thy  righteous  laws. 
f  3  Put  forth  thy  glorious  power ! 

The  nations  then  will  see, 

And  earth  present  her  store 

In  converts  born  of  Thee  • 


Departure  of  Missionaries.    7's  <&  6'a. 


RO  HYMNS.  SA 

God,  our  own  God,  his  Church  will  bless. 
And  earth  shall  yield  her  full  increase. 

536 

1  ROLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean ! 
And,  as  thy  billows  flow, 

Bear  messengers  of  mercy 

To  every  land  below. 
Arise,  ye  gales  !  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore  ; 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness, 

And  death's  black  shade,  no  more. 

2  O  thou  Eternal  Ruler  ! 
Who  holdest  in  thine  arm 

The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 

Protect  them  from  all  harm  ! 
Thy  presence  e'er  be  with  them, 

Wherever  they  may  be, 
Though  far  from  us  who  love  them. 

Still  let  them  be  with  Thee  ! 


s 

OOf  Sabbalh-Eve.    Heb.  iv.  9.    7's. 

1  SAFELY  through  another  week, 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 
On  the  approaching  Sabbath-da)  : 


3  A  HYMNS.  SA 

Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 
5  When  the  morn  shall  bid  us  rise, 
Alay  we  feel  thy  presence  near ! 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes 
When  we  in  thy  house  appear  ! 
There  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
3f  our  everlasting  feast. 

'  £T  O  O  O  Lord,  say  unto  my  soul,  1 1  am  thy  Kale  a 
&t*&  tion.'    Psalm  xxxv.      C.  M. 

ill  SALVATION  !— Oh,  melodious  sound 

;    To  wretched  dying  men ! 

!  Salvation  that  from  God  proceeds, 

And  leads  to  God  again. 
'2  Rescued  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 
!     From  fiends,  and  fires,  and  chains ; 
Raised  to  a  paradise  of  bliss, 

Where  love  triumphant  reigns  ! 

3  But  may  a  poor  bewildered  soul. 
Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 

Presume  to  raise  a  trembling  eye 
To  blessings  so  divine  ? 

4  The  lustre  of  so  bright  a  bliss 
My  feeble  heart  o'erbears ; 

And  unbelief  almost  perverts 

The  promise  into  tears. 
;5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 

These  dying  hopes  can  raise ; 
Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 
And  turn  my  prayer  to  praise 
37 


'BA  HYMNS.  &A 

♦30%1F  Harmony  of  the  Divine  Perfections.  C.  M. 

1  SALVATION  !  what  a  glorious  plan  ; 
How  suited  to  our  needs  ! 

The  grace  that  raises  fallen  man, 
Our  highest  praise  exceeds. 

2  'Twas  wisdom  formed  the  vast  design. 
To  ransom  us  when  lost ; 

And  love's  unfathomable  mine 
Provided  all  the  cost. 

3  Strict  justice  with  approving  look. 
The  holy  covenant  sealed  ; 

And  truth  and  powTer  both  undertook 
The  whole  should  be  fulfilled. 

4  Truth,  wisdom,  justice,  power,  and  love, 
In  all  their  glory  shone  ; 

When  Jesus  left  the  courts  above, 
And  died  to  save  his  own. 

5  Truth,  wisdom,  justice,  power,  and  love. 
Are  equally  displayed  ; 

Now  Jesus  reigns  enthroned  above 

Our  advocate  and  head. 
(i  Now  sin  appears  deserving  death. 

Most  hateful  and  abhorr'd  ; 
And  yet  the  sinner  lives  by  faith. 

And  dares  approach  the  Lord. 

£T  /%  f\     The  con  descending  grace  of  Christ.    Matt, 
O^rU  ax.  28.     C.  M. 

I  SAVIOUR  of  men,  and  Lord  of  love. 
How  Sweet  thv  gracious  name  ' 


SA  HYMNS.  ? 

With  joy  that  errand  we  review. 
On  which  thy  mercy  came. 

2  While  all  thy  own  angelic  bands 
Stood  waiting  on  the  wing, 

Charmed  with  the  honour  to  obey 
Their  great  eternal  King : 

3  For  us,  mean,  wretched,  sinful  men, 
Thou  laid'st  that  glory  by ; — 

First,  in  our  mortal  flesh,  to  serve ; 
Then,  in  that  flesh,  to  die. 

4  Bought  with  thy  service  and  thy  blood. 
We  doubly,  Lord,  are  thine ; 

To  thee  our  lives  we  would  devote, 
To  thee  our  death  resign. 


Evening  Hymn.  Psalm  cxxi.  4.  8;s  &  7's 


541 

1  SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing. 
Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal : 

Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing, 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 
Though  the  arrow  past  us  fly, 

Angel-guards  from  thee  surround  us, 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

2  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary. 
Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 

Thou  art  He  who,  never  weary, 
Watrhest  where  thy  people  he  : 


SA  HYMNS.  SA 

Should  swift  death  this  night  overtake  us, 
And  our  couch  become  our  tomb  ; 

May  the  morn,  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom  ! 


543 


The  Christian  in  Darkness.    P.  M. 


1  SAVIOUR,  shine  and  cheer  my  soul, 
Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive  ; 

Make  my  Avounded  spirit  whole, 
Far  away  the  tempter  drive  : 
Speak  the  word,  and  set  me  free, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

2  Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 
Firmly  fixed  no  more  to  move ; 

Then  thy  grace  was  all  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  filled  with  love  ; 
Those  were  happy  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  prayer  and  praise. 
\\  Little,  then,  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  power* 
Now,  I  feel  my  sins  anew, 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour  ! 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight, 
Sin  lias  changed  my  day  to  night. 
4  Satan  asks,  and  mocks  my  wo ; 

"  Boaster,  where  is  now  thy  God?" 
Silence,  Lord,  this  cruel  foe, 

Let  him  know  I'm  bought  with  blood  : 
Tell  him,  since  I  know  thy  name, 
rhough  J  change,  Thou  art  the  same, 


SA  HYMNS.  SE 

04:0  The  Church.    Cant.  vi.  10.    CM. 

1  SAY,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad 
Like  the  sweet-blushing  dawn, 

When  with  her  living  light  she  paints 
The  dew-drops  of  the  lawn  ? 

2  Fair  as  the  moon,  when  in  the  skies 
Serene  her  throne  she  guides, 

And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  supreme, 
In  full-orb'd  glory  rides. 

3  Clear  as  the  sun,  when  from  the  east, 
Without  a  cloud  he  springs, 

And  scatters  boundless  light  and  heat 
From  his  resplendent  wings ; 

4  Tremendous  as  a  host  that  moves 
Majestically  slow, 

With  banners  wide  displayed,  all  armed, 
All  ardent  for  the  foe ! 

5  This  is  the  church  by  heaven  arrayed 
With  strength  and  grace  divine, 

Thus  shall  she  strike  her  foes  with  dread. 
And  thus  her  glories  shine. 

Ol   JL  Harvest.     Psalm  lxv.  13.    7's, 

1  SEE  !  the  corn  again  in  ear, 
How  the  fields  and  valleys  smile  ! 
Harvest  now  is  drawing  near, 
To  repay  the  sower's  toil. 

2  Let  the  praise  be  all  the  Lord's. 
A*  the  benefit  is  ours  : 

37* 


RE  HYMNS.  SE 

He,  in  seasqn,  still  affords 
Kindly  heat,  and  gentle  showers. 

3  By  his  care  the  produce  thrives, 
Waving  o'er  the  furrowed  land  ; 
And  when  harvest  time  arrives, 
Ready  for  the  reaper  stands. 

4  Thus  in  barren  hearts  he  sows 
Precious  seeds  of  heavenly  joy  ; 
Sin  and  hell  in  vain  oppose, 
None  this  harvest  can  destroy. 

p?  /•    £?     Autumn,  or  the  harvest  is  the  end  of  the 
Jl:J  world.   Matt.  xiii.  39.     L.  M. 

1  SEE  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  field, 
Mark  how  the  whit'ning  hills  are  turned; 
Behold  them  to  the  reapers  yield, 

The  wheat  is  saved,  the  tares  are  burned. 

2  Thus  the  great  Judge,  with  glory  erownM, 
Descends  to  reap  the  ripened  earth  ; 
Angelic  guards  attend  him  down, 

The  same  who  sang  his  humble  birth. 

3  In  sounds  of  glory  hear  him  speak  ; 
"Go search  around  the  flaming  world, 
Haste,  call  my  saints  to  rise  and  take 

The  seat  from  which  their  foes  were  hurled. 

4  "  Go  burn  the  chaff  in  endless  fire, 

In  flames  unquenched  consume  each  tare  ; 
Sinners  must  feel  my  holy  ire, 
And  sink  in  guilt  to  deep  despair.*' 
■5  Thus  ends  the  harvest  of  the  earth. 
Angels  obey  the  awful  voire  : 


SE  HYMNS.  SE 

They  save  the  wheat,  they  burn  the  chaff, 
All  heaven  approves  the  sov'reign  choice. 

OttO   The  dying  Saint,    Num.  xxiii.  10.    L.M. 

1  SEE  !  while  the  saint  expiring  lies, 
Upward  he  lifts  his  longing  eyes  : 

In  praise,  he  spends  his  latest  breath  ; 
Triumphs  in  pain,  and  sings  in  death. 

2  Oh  who  can  tell  what  secret  power 
Supports  him  in  the  gloomy  hour ; 
What  unseen  hand  is  with  him  there, 
Or  whence  proceeds  that  cheerful  air  ? 

3  A  smile  upon  his  lips  appears, 
His  face  a  heavenly  aspect  wears ; 
Each  grief  removed,  each  sin  forgiven, 
On  earth  he  feels  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

4  Sinners  behold,  and,  wondering,  cry, 
Thus,  like  the  righteous,  let  me  die  1 
But  such  an  end  they'll  never  find 
Who  leave  not  such  a  life  behind. 

£T  /i  W  Jesus  hastening  to  suffer.     C.  M. 

Jirl  Mark  x.  32,  33. 

1  SEE  !  what  unbounded  zeal  and  love 
Inflamed  the  Saviour's  breast, 

When,  stedfast,  toward  Jerusalem, 
His  urgent  way  he  press'd. 

2  Good-will  to  man  and  zeal  for  God 
His  holy  soul  engross  : 


SE  HYMNS.  SE 

He  longs  to  be  baptized  in  blood, 
He  thirsts  to  reach  the  Cross. 

3  With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view, 
And  woes  to  us  unknown, 

Forth  to  the  work  his  spirit  flew ; 
'Twas  love  which  urged  him  on. 

4  By  his  obedience  unto  death, 
See  Paradise  restored  ; 

And  fallen  man  brought  face  to  face 
With  his  forgiving  Lord  ! 

5  Prepare  us,  Lord !  to  view  thy  Cross, 
Who  all  our  griefs  hast  borne  ; 

To  look  on  Thee,  whom  we  have  pierced — 
To  look  on  Thee  and  mourn: 

6  While  thus  we  mourn,  we  would  rejoice. 
And  as  thy  Cross  we  see, 

Let  each  exclaim,  in  faith  and  hope, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  I" 

ff'  /•  O  Resurrection  and  Reign  of  Christ.    T.  M. 

1  SEE  the  Redeemer  rise  ! 
Your  Saviour  leaves  the  dead! 
Now  Satan  vanquished  lies, 
Beneath  our  conq'ring  Head: 

In  wild  dismay  The  guards  around 

Fall  to  the  ground,      And  sink  away. 

2  Behold  th'  angelic  bands 
In  full  assembly  meet, 

To  wait  his  high  commands. 
And  worship  at  his  feet ! 


SE  HYMNS.  SE 

Joyful  they  come,        And  wing  their  way 
:  From  realms  of  day,    To  Jesus'  tomb. 

3  Now  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 
And  the  glad  tidings  bear : 
Hark !  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  tills  the  air ! 

Their  anthems  say,  "  Jesus  who  bled 
Hath  left  the  dead —    He  rose  to-day !" 

4  Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 
Redeemed  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  ye  dwell ! 
Transported  cry,  "  Jesus  who  bled 
Hath  left  the  dead,    No  more  to  die  !5' 

5  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 
Who  sav'st  us  with  thy  blood  ! 
Wide  be  thy  name  adored, 
Thou  rising,  reigning  God  ! 

With  Thee  we  rise,     With  Thee  we  reign3 
And  empires  gain,      Beyond  the  skies ! 

£T  /•  (\    Rapid  spread  of  the  Gospel.    Is.  xlix.  6. 

1  SEE  the  vivid  lightnings  flashing, 
Turning  darksome  night  to  day, 

Swift  the  motion,  great  the  power, 
Nothing  can  obstruct  the  way ; 

All  creation 
Pay  their  homage  and  obey. 

2  Thus  shall  spread  the  glorious  gospel, 
To  the  earth's  remotest  bound, 


BE  HYMNS.  SMS 

Distant  empires,  lands  and  nations, 
Soon  shall  hear  the  solemn  sound , 

Darkness  fleeing, 
Light  shall  every  where  abound. 

3  Grace  and  mercy  then  descending, 
Shall  the  stubborn  heart  subdue, 

Christ  reveal  his  great  salvation, 
To  the  Gentile  and  the  Jew  ; 

Numerous  converts 
Shall  appear  like  morning  dew. 

4  Lo,  he  comes  in  state  and  glory, 
Bands  celestial  line  the  way, 

Saints  go  forth,  and  meet  your  Saviour, 
And  the  deepest  reverence  pay ; 

Join  your  triumphs, 
Hail  the  joyful  happy  day. 


An  Evening  Hymn.    C.  M. 


550 

1  SEE  !  the  bright  monarch  of  the  day 
In  ocean  dips  his  beams, 

While  from  his  brow  a  parting  ray 
In  milder  glory  streams. 

2  The  moon,  pale  empress  of  the  night. 
In  sweet  succession  reigns, 

And  finely  paints  with  silver  light 
The  mountains,  vales,  and  plains. 

3  The  planets  in  progression  rise, 
And  shine  from  pole  to  pole: 

Their  pleasing  course  delights  our  eyes. 
And  charms  th'  attentive  soul. 


SE  HYMNS.  BE 

4  The  starry  arch  in  grandeur  glows, 

Through  all  its  ample  round  : 
Great  God  !  thy  power  no  limit  knows, 

Thy  wisdom  knows  no  bound. 

551  Winter.    L.  M. 

1  SEE  how  the  winter's  icy  hand 

Has  stripped  the  trees,  and  sealed  the  ground, 
But  spring  shall  soon  his  rage  withstand, 
And  spread  new  beauties  all  around. 

2  My  soul  a  sharper  winter  mourns. 
Barren  and  fruitless  I  remain, 
When  will  the  gentle  spring  return, 
And  bid  my  graces  grow  again  ? 

3  Jesus,  my  glorious  sun,  arise  ! 
'Tis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move ; 

0  !  hush  these  storms,  and  clear  my  skies, 
And  let  me  feel  thy  vital  love ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  regard  my  feeble  cry, 

1  faint  and  droop  till  thou  appear : 
Wilt  thou  permit  thy  plant  to  die  1 
Must  it  be  winter  all  the  year  1 

5  Be  still,  my  soul,  and  wait  his  hour, 
With  humble  prayer  and  patient  faith  ; 
Till  he  reveals  his  gracious  power, 
Repose  on  what  his  promise  saith. 

6  He,  by  whose  all-commanding  word 
Seasons  their  changing  course  maintain, 
In  every  change  a  pledge  affords, 

"  That  none  shall  seek  his  face  in  vain.'' 


SE  HYMNS.  SH 

0  J  A  By  Grace  ye  are  saved.  Eph.  ii.  5.    L.  M. 

1  SELF-RIGHTEOUS  souls  on  works  rely, 
And  boast  their  moral  dignity ; — 

But  if  I  lisp  a  song  of  praise, 
Grace  is  the  note  my  soul  shall  raise. 

2  'Twas  grace,  that  quickened  me  when 

dead, 
And  grace,  my  soul  to  Jesus  led ; 
Grace  brings  me  pardon  for  my  sin, 
5Tis  grace  subdues  my  lusts  within. 

3  'Tis  grace  that  sweetens  every  cross, 
'Tis  grace  supports  in  every  loss  ; 

In  Jesus'  grace,  my  soul  is  strong, 
Grace  is  my  hope,  and  Christ  my  song. 

4  'Tis  grace  defends  when  danger 's  near, 
By  grace  alone  I  persevere  ; 

'Tis  grace  constrains  my  soul  to  love. 
Free  grace  is  all  they  sing  above. 

5  Thus  'tis  alone  of  grace  I  boast, 
And  'tis  in  grace  alone  I  trust ; 

For  all  that's  past,  grace  is  my  theme, 
For  what's  to  come,  'tis  still  the  same. 

6  Thro'  endless  years,  of  grace  I'll  sing, 
Adore  and  bless  my  heavenly  King ; 
I'll  cast  my  crown  before  his  throne, 
And  shout  free  grace  to  him  alone. 

JJU     A  rational  defence  of  the  Gospel.     C.  M. 

1  SHALL  atheists  dare  insult  the  cross 
Of  our  Redeemer-God  ? 


SH  HYMNS.  SH 

Shall  infidel*  reproach  his  laws, 
Or  trample  on  his  blood  ? 

2  Wiiat  if  he  choose  mysterious  ways, 
To  cleanse  us  from  our  faults  ? 

May  not  the  works  of  sovereign  grace 
Transcend  our  feeble  thoughts'? 

3  What  if  the  gospel  bids  us  tight 
With  flesh,  and  self,  and  sin  1 

The  prize  is  most  divinely. bright, 
Which  we  are  caiPd  to  win. 

4  What  if  the  foolish,  and  the  poor, 
His  glorious  grace  partake  ? 

This  but  confirms  his  truth  the  more. 
For  so  tlie  prophets  spake. 

5  Do  some  that  own  his  sacred  name, 
Indulge  their  souls  in  sin  ? 

Jesus  should  never  bear  the  blame, 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

6  Then  let  our  faith  grow  firm  and  strong^ 
Our  lips  profess  his  word  ; 

Nor  blush,  nor  fear  to  walk  among 
The  men  that  love  the  Lord. 

s  £T  ffT  /■    How  shall  we  that  are  dead  to  sin  live  any 
*-f  *-F  "X"        longer  therein?    Rom.  vi.  1.     L.  M. 

1  SHALL  the  believer  dare  to  sin 

Because  his  sin  has  been  forgiven  ? 
Shall  sov'reign  grace  which  makes  him  clean 

Be  thus  abus'd  1  Forbid  it,  heaven ! 
J  2  Hard  is  that  heart  which  does  not  melt, 
And  blind  is  that  unfeeling  eve 
38  " 


SH  HYMNS.  SH 

Which  sees  no  evil  in  the  guilt 
For  which  the  Saviour  came  Iodic. 

3  If  yet  those  sufferings  were  to  come, 
Which  should  a  guilty  world  redeem; 

Oh!  could  he  bear  to  swell  the  sum 
Of  what  must  be  endur'd  for  him? 

4  Oh !  could  he  bear  to  add  by  sin 
A  sharper  point  to  ev'ry  thorn, 

And  make  each  cruel  stripe  more  keen, 
By  which  the  holy  flesh  was  torn  ? 

5  yYet  ev'ry  sin  he  dares  commit, 
If  he  indeed  have  tasted  grace, 

More  sharply  pierc'd  those  hands,  those  feet, 
And  marr'd  with  deeper  lines  that  lace. 

6  Oh,  blessed  Jesus !  ne'er  may  those 
For  whom  thy  precious  blood  was  shed, 

Give  cause  of  triumph  to  thy  foes, 
But  shrink  from  sin  with  holy  dread. 

£1  £*  ^    Seeking  Direction  in  Choice  of  a  Pastor. 

1  SHEPHERD  of  Israel,  bend  thine  ear, 
Thy  servants'  groans  indulgent  hear ; 
Perplexed,  distressed,  to  thee  we  cry, 
And  seek  the  guidance  of  thine  eye. 

2  Send  forth,  O  Lord,  thy  truth  and  light. 
To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right : 
Our  drooping  hearts,  O  God,  sustain, 
Nor  let  us  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 

3  Return,  in  ways  of  peace,  return. 
Nor  let  thy  flock  neglected  mourn: 


SH  HYMNS.  SH 

May  our  blessM  eyes  a  shepherd  see, 
Dear  to  our  souls  and  dear  to  thee  ! 


556 


Increase  of  ChrisVs  Kingdom.  L.  M, 


1  SHOUT,  ibr  the  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 
Through  distant  lands  his  triumphs  spread  ; 
And  sinners  freed  from  endless  pains, 
Own  him  their  Saviour  and  their  Head. 

2  His  sons  and  daughters  from  afar, 
Daily  at  Z  ion's  gates  arrive  ; 
Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 

i  By  sovereign  grace  are  made  alive. 

I  3  Oppressors  bow  beneath  his  feet, 
I  Overcome  by  his  victorious  power ; 

Princes  in  humble  posture  wait, 

And  scorners  tremble  and  adore, 

4  Gentiles  and  Jews  shall  him  obey. 
Nations  remote  their  offerings  bring, 
And  unconstrained  their  homage  pay 
To  their  exalted  Lord  and  King. 

5  Oh  may  his  conquests  still  increase, 
And  every  toe  his  arm  subdue ; 
While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
And  saints  his  glowing  glories  shew. 

6  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb. 
From  all  below  and  all  above  ; 
In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name- 
In  songs  as  lasting  a*  his  love. 


5S1  HYMNS.  SI 


A  Wedding  Hymn.  John  ii.  1,2.  C.  M. 


557 

1  SINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
To  grace  a  marriage  feast ; 

Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands  3 

Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow 
Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 

Their  substance  bless ;  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 
That  they,  with  Christian  care, 

May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

5  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 
In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  hope ; 

And  see  with  joy  a  godly  seed 
To  build  their  household  up. 

6  As  Isaac  and  Rebecca  gave 
A  pattern  chaste  and  kind ; 

So  may  this  married  couple  live, 
And  die  in  friendship  join'd. 

7  '  O  may  each  soul  assembled  here. 
Be  married,  Lord,  to  thee; 

Clad  in  thy  robes  made  white  and  fair. 
To  spend  eternity.1 


HYMNS.  SI 

*T  *T  O  Universal  Praise.     C.  M, 

♦JJO  Is.  xlii.  10—12. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord  in  joyful  strains: 
Let  earth  his  praise  resound, 

Ye  who  upon  the  ocean  dwell, 
And  fill  the  isles  around. 

2  O  City  of  the  Lord  !  begin 
The  universal  song ; 

And  lei  the  scatter'd  villages 
The  cheerful  notes  prolong. 

3  Let  Kedar's  wilderness  afar 
Lift  up  his  lonely  voice, 

And  let  the  tenants  of  the  rock 
With  accents  rude  rejoice — 

4  Till,  midst  the  strains  of  distant  lands; 
The  islands  sound  his  praise ; 

And,  all  combin'd,  with  one  accord, 
Jehovah's  glories  raise. 


Spiritual  Blessing  in  Christ.  L.  M. 


559 

1  SINNERS  !  draw  near  your  dying  Lord. 
And  find  your  happiness  restored : 

His  proffered  benefits  embrace, 
The  fulness  of  His  saving  grace — 

2  A  pardon  written  with  His  blood, 
The  favour  and  the  peace  of  God — 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  trembling  joys  of  penitence — ■ 

38* 


►SI  HYMNS.  SI 

3  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart — 
The  tears  which  tell  your  sins  forgiven, 
The  sighs  which  waft  your  souls  to  heaven— 

4  The  guileless  shame,  the  sweet  distress, 
Th'  unutterable  tenderness — 

The  genuine,  meek  humility, 

The  wonder  "  Why  such  love  to  me !" 

5  Th'  o'crwhelming  power  of  saving  grace. 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph's  face, 
The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 
And  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 


500 


For  Pardon,  Holiness,  and  Heaven.  C.  M. 


1  SINNERS  of  Adam's  fallen  race, 
Sinners  by  practice  too, 

In  prayer,  O  God  !  we  seek  thy  face, 
In  prayer  for  mercy  sue. 

2  No  trembling  penitent  to  Thee 
E'er  turned,  and  was  denied  : 

Accept,  O  Lord !  our  only  plea; 
For  us  thy  Son  hath  died. 

3  For  Him,  thy  gift,  thy  name  we  bless : 
To  us,  for  whom  He  died, 

Through  faith  impute  his  righteousness. 
And  we  are  justified. 

4  Nor  rest  we  here,  thou  God  of  love  ! 
May  we.  for  whom  He  died, 

Receive  thy  Spirit  from  above. 
And  thus  be  sanctified. 


Si  HYMNS.  SI 

5  At  length  made  holy,  just,  forgiven. 
Through  Christ  who  for  us  died, 

May  we,  exchanging  earth  for  heaven, 
With  Him  be  glorified. 

*3 13  1         Ye  must  be  born  again.    John  iii.  7. 

1  SINNERS!  this  solemn  truth  regard! 
Hear,  all  ye  sons  of  men  ; 

For  Christ  the  Saviour  hath  declared, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

2  Whate'er  might  be  your  birth  or  blood. 
The  sinner's  boast  is  vain  : 

Thus  saith  the  glorious  Son  of  God, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

3  Our  nature  totally  depraved ; 
The  heart  a  sink  of  sin ; 

Without  a  change  we  can't  be  saved 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

4  That  which  is  born  of  flesh  is  flesh, 
And  flesh  it  will  remain  ; 

Then  marvel  not  that  Jesus  saith, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

5  Spirit  of  life !  thy  grace  impart, 
And  breathe  on  sinners  slain : 

And  witness,  Lord,  in  every  heart, 
That  we  are  born  again. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  us  now  begin 
To  trust  and  love  thy  word  ; 

And  by  forsaking  every  sin, 
Prove  we  are  bom  of  God. 


SO  HYMNS.  Sd 

*"£*£%    The  Kingdoms  of  this  World  become  Vie 
OO/W      Kingdom  of  Christ.    Rev.  xi.  15.     L.  ML 

1  SOON  may  the  last  glad  song  arise, 
Through  all  the  millions  of*  the  skies — 
That  song  of  triumph,  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's ! 

2  Let  thrones,  and  powers,  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  Mighty  God,  to  Thee  ! 

And  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Wave  Thou  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign  ! 

3  Oh  that  that  anthem  now  might  swell 
And  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell — 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 

But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

♦3l)0  Manifestation  of  Christ  to  the  Gentile*  7** 

1  SONS  of  men,  behold  from  far, 
Hail  the  long-expected  Star  ; 
Jacob's  Star,  that  gilds  the  night, 
Guides  bewildered  nature  right. 

2  Fear  not  hence  that  there  should  flow 
Wars  or  pestilence  below; 

Wars  it  bids,  and  tumults,  cease, 
Ushering  in  the  Prince  of  Peace. 

3  Mild  he  shines  on  all  beneath, 
Piercing  through  the  shades  of  death  ; 
Scattering  error's  wide-spread  night, 
Kindling  darkness  into  light. 

4  Nations  all,  far  oil  and  near, 
Haste  to  see  your  God  appear; 


SO  HYMNS.  SO 

Haste,  for  him  your  hearts  prepare. 
Meet  him  manifested  there. 

,  5  There  behold  the  Day-spring  rise, 
Pouring  sight  upon  your  eyes  ; 
God  in  his  own  light  survey, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  Hay.  _ 

6  Sing,  ye  morning  stars,  again ; 
God  descends  on  earth  to  reign ! 
Deigns  for  man  his  life  t'  employ  ; 
Shout,  ye  sons  of  God,  for  joy  ! 

f£  £±  /■      Before  Sermon.    Is.  vi.  6,  7.    Cant.  i.  2. 
OUi:  2  Cor.  ii.  14.     7's. 

1  SOURCE  of  light  and  power  divine ! 
Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine : 

Lord !  behold  thy  servant  stands ; 
Lo  !  to  Thee  we  lift  our  hands  : 
Satisfy  our  souls's  desire, 
Touch  his  lips  with  holy  fire  : 
Source  of  light  and  power  divine  ! 
Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine. 

2  Breathe  thy  Spirit !  so  shall  fall 
Unction  sweet  upon  us  all ; 

Till,  by  odours  scattered  round, 
Christ  himself  be  traced  and  found : 
Then  shall  every  raptured  heart 
Rich  in  peace  and  joy  depart, 
Source  of  light  and  power  divine ! 
Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine. 


SO  HYMNS.  SO 


Song  of  Miriam.  P.  M. 


565 

1  SOUND  the   lound  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's 

dark  sea ! 
Jehovah  hath  triumphed  !  his  people  are  free  ! 
Sing — for  the  pride  of  the  tyrant  is  broken  ! 
His   chariots,  his  horsemen,  all   splendid 

and  brave, — 
How  vain  was  their  boasting !  the  Lord  hath 

but  spoken, 
And  chariots  and  horsemen   are  sunk  in 

the  wave ! 
Sound  the   loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark 

sea! 
Jehovah   hath    triumphed  !   his  people   are 

free ! 

2  Praise  to  the   Conqueror!    praise  to  the 

Lord! 
His  word    was  our  arrow — his  breath  was 

our  sword  ! 
Who  shall  return,  to  tell  Egypt  the  story 
Of  those  she  sent  forth  in  the  hoar  of  her 

pride  \ 
The  Lord  hath  looked  out  from  his  pillar  oi 

glory, 
And  all  her  brave  thousands  are  dashed 

in  the  tide  : 
Sound  the   loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark 

sea  ! 
Jehovah  hath    triumphed  !  his  pfeople  are 


SO  HYMNS.  SO 

^£*£*   Prayer  for  the  Conversion  of  the  World, 

1  SOVEREIGN  of  worlds !    display  thy 

power, 
Be  this  thy  Z ion's  favoured  hour : 
Bid  the  bright  Morning-Star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  Afric's  shore,  on  India's  plains, 

On  wilds  and  continents  unknown  ; 
And  make  the  universe  thine  own. 

3  Speak  !    and  the  world  shall  hear  thy 

voice : 
Speak !  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice : 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  Heathen  Night, 
And  bid  all  nations  hail  the  light. 

4  Go,  messengers  of  Christ,  proclaim 
Salvation  through  Immanuel's  Name ; 
To  India's  clime  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  Rose  of  Sharon  there. 

ffT  £*  W  Necessity  of  Sanctification . 

JlJI  Rom.  viii.  8,  9.     L.  M. 

1  SPIRIT  of  God  !  on  Thee  we  call ; 
O  hear  us,  and  thy  gifts  impart : 

Lamenting,  penitent  we  fall ; 
Descend  into  our  inmost  heart. 

2  Our  own  best  efforts  all  are  vain  ; 
Spirit  of  Mercy  !  set  us  free  ; 


SP  HYMNS.  SP 

Captive  to  sin  we  shall  remain, 
Till  we  are  sanctified  by  Thee. 

3  In  time  of  wealth,  protecting  Power  ! 
From  pride  and  worldly  snares  defend  ; 

And  in  affliction's  keenest  hour, 

Be  Thou  our  Comforter  and  Friend. 

4  Vouchsafe  to  lend  a  gracious  ear, 

And  quickly  come,  Thou  heavenly  Guest ! 
Come,  and  abide  for  ever  here  ; — 

Thy  Temple  is  the  Christian's  breast. 

fT  £*  O    The  ever-abiding  Spirit.    John  xiv.  16.  17= 
*J\J&  L.  M. 

1  SPIRIT  of  Mercy,  Truth,  and  Love! 
Shed  thy  sweet  influence  from  above. 
And  still  from  age  to  age  convey 

The  wonders  of  this  Sacred  Day. 

2  In  every  clime,  by  every  tongue, 
Be  God's  amazing  glory  sung ; 
Through  all  the  listening  earth  be  taught 
The  deeds  our  risen  Redeemer  wrought. 

3  Unfailing  Comfort !  Heavenly  Guide  ! 
Still  o'er  thy  favoured  Church  preside; 
Still  may  mankind  thy  blessings  prove, 
Spirit  of  Mercy,  Truth,  and  Love  ! 

"C  f^O  Exhortation  to  Praise  and  Thanksgiving 

1  STAND  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice  : 


ST  HYMNS.  ST 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
Above  all  blessing  high, 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  Name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  Oh  for  the  living  flame 
From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire, 
And  raise  to  heaven  our  thought  i 

4  There,  with  benign  regard, 
Our  hymns  He  deigns  to  hear : 

Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense, 
The  spirit  feels  Him  near. 

5  God  is  our  Strength  and  Song, 
And  his  salvation  ours ; 

Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed, 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

6  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  ; 
The  Lord  your  God  adore : 

Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  Name, 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 


The  Holy  Spirit1  s  Influences.   S.  M. 


570 

1  STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite ; 

Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight, 
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ST  HYMNS.  ST 

2  Though  I  have  steeled  my  stubborn  heart, 
And  still  shook  off  my  guilty  fears  : 

And  vexed,  and  urged  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebellious  years ; 

3  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received  ; 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved; 

4  Yet,  O  !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 

Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 
T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 

5  This  only  wo  I  deprecate, 

This  only  plague  I  pray  remove ; 
Nor  leave  me  in  my  lost  estate, 

Nor  curse  me  with  this  want  of  love. 

6*  Now,  Lord,  my  weary  soul  release, 
Upraise  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 

And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

0  4    1  Winter.    C.  M. 

1  STERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 
Encircling  nature  round; 

How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains. 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crowned  ! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 
And  light,  and  warmth  depart ; 

And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 


ST  HYMNS.  ST 

3  Return,  O  blissful  sun,  and  bring 
The  soul-reviving  ray ; 

This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

4  O  happy  state,  divine  abode, 
Where  spring  eternal  reigns  ; 

And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 

5  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 
My  drooping  joys  restore, 

And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

&*£  Alarm.    7's  &  6's. 

1  STOP,  poor  sinner  !  stop  and  think 
Before  you  farther  go ! 

Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  wo  ? 
Once  again  I  charge  you,  stop  ! 

For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware,  you  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake ! 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 
That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 

Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  1 

Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day, 
When  his  judgment  shall  proclaim, 

And  the  earth  shall  melt  away 
Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 


SU  HYMNS.  SU 

3  Pale-faced  death  will  quickly  come 
To  drag  you  to  his  bar ; 

Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair : 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

Sins  of  blood-crimson  dye ; 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply  ? 

4  Though  your  heart  be  made  of  steel, 
Your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 

God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass  : 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Though  they  now  despise  his  grace) 
"  Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall 

And  hide  us  from  his"  face." 

5  But  as  there  is  a  hope 
You  may  his  mercy  know  ; 

Though  his  arm  is  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow : 
JTwas  for  sinners  Jesus  died, 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come ; 
None  who  come  shall  be  denied, 

He  says,  "  There  still  is  room." 

0  m   O  Submission.    C.  M. 

1  SUBMISSIVE  to  thy  will,  my  God: 
I  all  to  thee  resign, 

And  bow  before  thy  chastening  rod  : 

I  mourn,  but  not  repine. 


SW  HYMNS,  SW 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  heart  complain, 
When  wisdom,  truth,  and  love, 

Direct  the  stroke,  inflict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  joys  above. 

3  How  short  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 
How  needful  every  cross  ; 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear, 
Nor  call  my  gain,  my  loss. 

4  Then  give,  dear  Lord,  or  take  away, 
I'll  bless  thy  sacred  name ; 

My  Jesus,  yesterday,  to-day, 
For  ever  is  the  same. 

^  W  /■       The  Cross ;  or,  Sitting  at  Jesus1  Feet. 

0  4  Ht  8's  &  Vs. 

1  SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  I  spend  ; 

Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  friend : 

Here  I'll  sit,  for  ever  viewing 
Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood : 

Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 
Low  before  his  cross  to  lie  ; 

While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Floating  in  his  languid  eye : 
Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze : 
Love  I  much  !  I've  much  forgiven, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace  ! 
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SW  HYMNS.  SW 

3  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe  ; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 

Life  deriving  from  his  death. 
May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go ; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  deeply  know ! 

PL  *jf  PL      The  Spring,  the  Morning  of  Life— The 
KM  4   KM        Dew,  the  Flower  of  Youth.    C.  M. 

1  SWEET  is  the  time  of  Spring, 
When  Nature's  charms  appear ; 

The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing. 
And  hail  the  opening  year : 

2  But  sweeter  far  the  spring 
Of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 

When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King. 
Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 

3  Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day, 
When  light  just  streaks  the  sky  ; 

When  shades  and  darkness  pass  away. 
And  morning's  beams  are  nigh : 

4  But  sweeter  far  the  dawn 
Of  piety  in  youth  ; 

When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn. 
Before  the  light  of  Truth. 

5  Sweet  is  the  early  dew, 
Which  gilds  the  mountains'  tops, 

And  decks  each  plant  and  flower  we  view, 
With  nearly  glittering  drops : 


TA  HYMNS.  TA 

6  But  sweeter  far  the  scene, 
On  Z ion's  holy  hill ; 

When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 
Its  freshness  to  distil. 

7  Sweet  is  the  opening  flower 
Which  just  begins  to  bloom, 

Which  every  day  and  every  hour 
Fresh  beauties  will  assume : 

8  But  sweeter  that  young  heart, 
Where  faith,  and  love,  and  peace, 

Blossom  and  bloom  in  every  part, 
With  sweet  and  varied  grace. 

9  O  may  Life's  early  Spring, 
And  Morning,  ere  they  flee, 

Youth's  Dew,  and  its  fair  Blossoming. 
Be  given,  my  God,  to  thee. 


T 


0  #  t>  Surrender  of  the  Heart.     CM. 

1  TAKE  my  poor  heart  just  as  it  is. 
Set  up  therein  thy  throne ; 

So  shall  I  love  thee  above  all, 
And  live  to  thee  alone. 

2  Complete  thy  work  and  crown  thy  grace, 
That  I  may  faithful  prove  ! 

And  listen  to  that  small  still  voice. 
Which  onlv  whinners,  love  : 


Thankfulness.    2  Thess.  ii.  16.    C.  M, 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

3  Which  teaches  me  what  is  thy  will, 
And  tells  me  what  to  do; 

Which  covers  me  with  shame,  when  I 
Do  not  that  will  pursue. 

4  This  unction  may  I  ever  feel, 
This  teaching  from  my  Lord, 

And  learn  obedience  to  thy  voice, 
Thy  soft  reviving  word. 

577 

1  THANKS  to  my  God  for  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  those  comforts  flow. 

2  For  ever  let  my  grateful  heart 
His  boundless  grace  adore, 

Which  gives  ten  thousand  blessings  now, 
And  bids  me  hope  lor  more. 

3  Transporting  hope  !  still  on  my  soul 
Let  thy  bright  glories  shine, 

Till  thou  thyself  art  lost  in  joys, 
Eternal  and  divine. 

^  W  Q  The  guidance  of  God's  Holy  Spirit. 

*J  4  O  Hoe.  xi.  3.    S.  M. 

1  THAT  we  may  walk  with  God, 

He  lorms  our  hearts  anew ; 
Takes  us,  like  Ephraim,  by  the  hand, 

And  teaches  us  to  go. 
:l  He  by  his  Spirit  leads, 

In  paths  before  unknown  ; 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours. 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

3  Assisted  by  his  grace, 
We  still  pursue  our  way ; 

And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

4  'Tis  He  that  works  to  will, 
'Tis  He  that  works  to  do; 

His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too. 

*3  4   *3  The  Contrite  Heart.  Is    lvii.  15, 

1  THE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 
On  contrite  hearts  bestow  : 

Then  tell  me,  gracious  God,  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart  or  no  ? 

2  I  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain. 
Insensible  as  steel ! 

If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 

To  find  I  cannot  feel.  „ 

3  I  sometimes  think  my  self  inclined 
To  love  thee,  if  I  could  : 

But  often  feel  another  mind, 
Averse  to  all  that's  good. 

4  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few. 
I  fain  would  strive  for  more  ; 

But  when  I  cry,  "  My  strength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

5  Thy  saints  are  comforted  I  know. 
,\m\  love  thy  house  of  prny'r  ; 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

I  therefore  go,  where  others  go, 

But  find  no  comfort  there. 
6  O  make  this  heart  rejoice,  or  ache  : 

Decide  this  doubt  ibr  me ; 
And  if  it  be  not  broken,  break. 

And  heal  it,  if  it  be. 

p*  O  f\     Looking  upwards  in  a  Storm ;  or,  Faith 
♦iOV  in  Affliction.      L.  M. 

1  THE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call, 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill, 
Control  the  waves,  say  "  Peace,  be  still." 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  Thee . 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  ran1. 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Dangers  of  every  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore. 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

5  Though  tempest-tossld  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek  ; 

Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main, 
Force  backnrv  shatter'd  bark  again 


TH  HYMNS,  TH 

»}0  1  A  Winter  Reflection.     L.  M. 

1  THE  man  whose  faith  and  hope  are  strong, 
And  free  from  vexing  cares  his  mind3 

As  changing  seasons  pass  along, 
Can  in  them  all  fresh  pleasures  find. 

2  The  man  whose  faculties  are  sound, 
His  heart  upright  and  conscience  clean, 
With  tranquil  mind  can  pass  his  round 
Of  life,  in  every  shifting  scene. 

3  Not  only  in  his  youthful  prime, 

|  And  whilst  his  powers  continue  firm, 
But  when  he  feels  th'  effect  of  time, 
And  age  prepares  him  for  the  worm : 

4  Grateful  for  every  blessing  past, 
Patient  in  every  present  ill ; 

And  on  whatever  ground  he's  placed, 
Hope  does  with  pleasing  prospects  fill. 

582 

1  THE  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind, 
Blows  when  and  where  he  please  ; 

How  happy  are  the  men  who  feel 
The  soul-enlivening  breeze. 

2  He  moulds  the  carnal  mind  afresh, 
Subdues  the  power  of  sin, 

Transfonns  the  heart  of  stone  to  flesh. 
And  plants  his  grace  within. 

3  He  sheds  abroad  the  Father's  love : 
Applies  redeeming  blnod  : 


Sovereignty  of  the  Spirit.  C  M. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

Bids  both  our  guilt  and  fear  remove, 
And  brings  us  home  to  God. 

4  Lord,  fill  each  dead  benighted  soul 

With  light,  and  life,  and  joy ; 
None  can  thy  mighty  power  control, 

Or  shall  thy  work  destroy. 


Before  Sermon.    L.  M. 


583 

1  THE  God  who  once  to  Israel  spoke. 
From  Sinai's  top,  in  fire  and  smoke, 

In  gentler  strains  of  love  and  grace 
Invites  us  now  to  seek  his  face. 

2  He  wears  no  terrors  on  his  brow ; 
He  speaks  in  love,  from  Zion,  now : 
It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus' s  blood, 
Calling  the  wand'rers  back  to  God. 

3  Hark !  how  from  Calvary  it  sounds. 
From  the  Redeemer's  bleeding  wounds — 
;i  Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give : 
Look,  sinner,  unto  Me,  and  live  !" 

4  Spirit  Divine !  Thy  power  be  felt  1 
Now  cause  the  stony  heart  to  melt ! 
By  Jesus'  love  each  heart  constrain, 
Nor  let  Thy  word  be  preach'd  in  vain. 

f"   O  /I       Christ  is  touched  with  the  feelings  of  our 
<T#^Tr  infirmities.    Ileb.  iii.  15.    L.M. 

I  THE  Lord,  who  once  on  Calv'ry  bled. 
\\-\<]  rose  triumphanl  from  the  dead. 


TH  HYMNS,  TH 

Pursues  in  heaven  his  plan  of  grace, 
The  Friend  of  man's  apostate  race. 

2  There,  as  our  Advocate,  he  reigns, 
Touch'd  with  the  feeling  of  our  pains ; 
And  still  remembers,  in  the  skies, 
His  tears,  and  groans,  and  agonies. 

3  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
This  Man  of  Sorrows  bears  a  part : 
In  all  our  grief,  that  grief  He  shares, 
And  rescues  us  from  Satan's  snares. 

4  Oh !  let  us  then,  before  his  throne, 
With  boldness  make  our  sorrows  known  ; 
And  seek,  from  fears  distrustful  freed, 
His  grace  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

*3  O  3  The  Christian  Soldier,  Eph.  vi.  10—13.  L.B1 

1  THE  Christian  warrior — see  him  stand 
In  the  whole  armour  of  his  God  ; 

The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand  ; 
His  feet  are  with  the  gospel  shod : 

2  In  panoply  of  truth  complete, 
Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head, 

With  righteousness,  a  breastplate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread, 

3  He  wrestles  not  with  flesh  and  blood, 
But  principalities  and  powers, 
Rulers  of  darkness,  like  a  flood, 
Nigh,  and  assailing  at  all  hours. 

4  Nor  Satan's  fiery  darts  alone, 
Q,uench'd  on  his  shield,  at  him  are  hurl'd? 

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TH  HYMNS.  TH 

The  traitor  in  his  heart  is  known. 
And  the  dire  friendship  of  this  world. 

5  Undaunted  to  the  field  he  goes. 
Yet  vain  were  skill  and  valour  there. 
Unless  to  foil  his  legion-foes. 

The  trustiest  weapon  were  "  all-prayer." 

6  With  this  omnipotence  he  moves, 
From  this  the  alien  armies  flee  ; 
Till  more  than  conqueror  he  proves, 
Through  Christ  who  gives  him  victory. 

7  Thus,  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 
Sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  tramples  down, 
Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

*J  O  \yPruisefor  the  Knowledge  of  the  Gospel.  1\M 

1  THEE,  Father,  we  praise 
In  harmonious  lays, 

For  all  thy  rich  grace  ; 
< )  give  us  the  knowledge  of  pardon  and  peace : 

On  thee  Ave  rely, 

All  our  wants  to  supply  ; 

O  keep  us  each  hour 
From  snares  and  temptations,  by  thy  mighty 
power. 

2  0  may  we  improve, 
In  knowledge  and  love, 
c  ^f  Jesus  our  King; 

Till  1"  glory  we're  brought,  his  praises  t< 


j  TH  HYMNS,  TH 

While  below,  if  we  stray 
v     From  the  son  roe  of  true  joy, 
Let  thy  merciful  hand 
I  Return  and  incline  us  t'  obey  thy  command. 
3  Our  friends  may  they  share 
Thy  blessings  while  here, 
And  crown  them  above  ; 
:  Where  joys  will  increase  from  the  fountain 
of  love : 
May  we  shortly  there  meet, 
Around  thy  blest  seat ; 
Thy  love  to  adore : 
;  Where  pleasure  and  praise  will  abound  ever 
more.     Hallelujah. 

£T  O  W"  For  a  Fast  Day  at  the  Commencement  of 

0  O  4  War.     C.  M. 

1  THE  gathering  clouds,  with  aspect  dark, 
A  rising  storm  piesage  ; 

O  !  to  be  hid  within  the  ark, 
And  sheltcr'd  from  its  rage  ! 

2  See  the  commissioned  angel  frown ! 
That  vial  in  his  hand, 

Fill'd  with  fierce  wrath,  is  pouring  down 
Upon  our  guilty  land. 

3  Ye  saints  unite  in  wrestling  prayer. 
If  yet  there  may  be  hope ; 

Who  knows  but  mercy  yet  may  spare. 
And  bid  the  angel  ^top? 

4  Already  is  the  plague  begun. 
And  fired  with  hostile  rage. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

Brethren,  by  blood  and  interest  one, 
With  brethren  now  engage. 

5  Peace  spreads  her  wings,  prepar'd  for  flight ; 
And  war  with  flaming  sword, 

And  hasty  strides,  draws  nigh,  to  fight 
The  battles  of  the  Lord. 

6  The  first  alarm,  alas !  how  few, 
While  distant,  seem  to  hear  ! 

But  they  will  hear,  and  tremble  too, 
When  God  shall  send  it  near. 

7  So  thunder  o'er  the  distant  hills 
Gives  but  a  murmuring  sound ; 

But  as  the  tempest  spreads,  it  fills 
And  shakes  the  welkin  round. 

8  May  we,  at  least,  with  one  consent. 
Fall  low  before  the  throne ; 

With  tears  the  nation's  sins  lament, 
The  church's  and  our  own. 

9  The  humble  souls  who  mourn  and  pray, 
The  Lord  approves  and  knows; 

His  mark  secures  them  in  the  day 
When  vengeance  strikes  his  foes. 


The  Unity  of  the  Spirit  in  the  Bond  of 
Peace.     C.  M. 


588 

1  THE  glorious  universe  around. 

The  heavens  with  all  their  train, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  are  firmly  bound 

In  one  mysterious  chain. 
♦3  The  earth,  the  ocean,  and  the  sky, 

To  form  one  world  agree. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

Where  all  that  walk,  or  swim,  or  n<y. 
Compose  one  family. 

3  God  in  creation  thus  displays 
His  wisdom  and  his  might. 

While  all  his  works  with  all  his  ways 
Harmoniously  unite. 

4  In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love. 
One  fellowship  of  mind, 

The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

5  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage. 
Thy  statutes  are  their  song ; 

There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age. 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

6  Lord,  may  our  union  form  a  part 
Of  that  thrice  happy  whole, 

Derive  its  pulse  from  Thee  the  Heart, 
Its  life  from  Thee  the  Soul. 


The  Works  of  God.     C.  M. 


589 

1  THE  God  of  nature  and  of  grace 
In  all  his  works  appears ; 

His  goodness  through  the  earth  we  trace. 
His  grandeur  in  the  spheres. 

2  Behold  this  fair  and  fertile  globe, 
By  him  in  wisdom  plann'd ; 

'Twas  he  who  girded,  like  a  robe, 
The  ocean  round  the  land. 

3  Lift  to  the  arch  of  heaven  your  eye, 
Thither  his  path  pursue  ; 

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TH  HYMNS.  TH 

His  glory,  boundless  as  the  sky, 
O'erwhelms  the  wondering  view. 

4  He  bows  the  heavens — the  mountains  stand 
A  highway  for  their  God : 

He  walks  amidst  the  desert  land — 
5Tis  Eden  where  he  trod. 

5  The  forests  in  his  strength  rejoice  : 
Hark !  on  the  evening  breeze, 

As  once  of  old,  his  solemn  voice 
Is  heard  among  the  trees. 

6  Here  on  the  hills  he  feeds  his  herds, 
His  flocks  on  yonder  plains : 

His  praise  is  warbled  by  the  birds, 
Oh  !  could  we  catch  their  strains ! — 

7  Mount  with  the  lark,  and  bear  our  song 
Up  to  the  gates  of  light ; 

Or,  with  the  nightingale,  prolong 
Our  numbers  through  the  night ! 

8  In  every  stream  his  bounty  flows; 
Diffusing  joy  and  wealth  ; 

In  every  breeze  his  Spirit  blows, 
The  breath  of  life  and  health. 

9  His  blessings  fall  in  plenteous  showers 
Upon  the  lap  of  earth, 

That  teems  with  foliage,  fruit,  and  flowers, 

And  rings  with  infant  mirth. 
30  If  God  has  mode  this  world  so  fair. 

Where  sin  and  death  abound, 
How  beautiful  beyond  compare. 

Will  paradise  be  found ! 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

O^rO        Saved  by  Grace.    Tit.  iii.  5.    C.  M. 

1  T  riE  Gospel  comes  with  welcome  news 
To  sinners  lost  like  me  : 

Their  various  schemes  let  others  choose ; 
Saviour,  I  come  to  thee. 

2  Of  sinners  sure  I  am  the  chief, 
But  grace  is  rich  and  free  ; 

This  welcome  truth  affords  relief 
To  sinners,  e'en  to  me. 

3  Of  merit  then  let  others  speak ; 
But  merit  I  have  none  : 

For  merit  'tis  in  vain  to  seek ; 
I'm  saved  by  grace  alone. 

4  'Twas  grace  my  wayward  heart  first  won, 
5Tis  grace  that  holds  me  fast: 

Grace  will  complete  the  work  begun. 
And  save  me  to  the  last. 

5  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 
What  God  hath  done  for  rr\e, 

And  celebrate  redeeming  grace 
Throughout  eternity. 

0  JI        The  Gathering  of  the  Gentiles.    L.  M. 

1  THE  Heathen  perish ; — day  by  day, 
Thousands  on  thousands  pass  away  ! 

O  Christians !  to  their  rescue  fly, 
Preach  Jesus  to  them  ere  they  die. 

2  Wealth,  labour,  talents,  freely  give, 
Yea,  life  itself,  that  they  may  live  ; 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

What  hath  your  Saviour  done  for  you  ? 
And  what  for  Him  will  ye  not  do  ? 
3  Thou  Spirit  of  the  Lord,  go  forth, 
Call  in  the  south,  wake  up  the  north  ; 
Of  every  clime,  from  sun  to  sun, 
Gather  God's  children  into  one. 

0  *J  /w  Christ  the  Judge.    8's. 

1  THE  last  loud  trumpet's  wondrous  souna 
Shall  through  the  rending  tombs  rebound, 
And  wake  the  nations  under  ground. 

2  Nature  and  death  shall  with  surprise 
Behold  the  pale  offenders  rise, 

And  view  the  Judge  with  conscious  eyes. 

3  Then  shall,  with  universal  dread, 
The  sacred  mystic  book  be  read, 
To  try  the  living  and  the  dead. 

4  The  Judge  ascends  his  awful  throne  ; 
He  makes  each  secret  sin  be  known, 
And  all  with  shame  confess  their  own. 

5  O  then !  what  interest  shall  I  make, 
With  whom  shall  I  my  refuge  take, 
When  the  most  just  have  cause  to  quake  ? 
G  Thou  mighty,  formidable  King, 
Thou  mercy's  unexhausted  Spring, 
Some  comfortable  pity  bring  ! 

7  Forget  not  what  my  ransom  cost, 
Nor  let  my  dear-bought  soul  be  lost. 
Tn  storms  of  guilty  terror  tost. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 


ChrisVs  Passion.  L.  M. 


593 

1  THE  morning  dawns  upon  the  place 
Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer ; 

Through  yielding  glooms  behold  his  face. 
Nor  form  nor  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Last  eve,  by  those  He  call'd  his  own, 
Betray'd,  forsaken,  or  denied, 

He  met  his  enemies  alone 

In  all  their  malice,  rage,  and  pride. 

3  Brought  forth  to  judgment,  now  He  stands 
Arraign'd,  condemned  at  Pilate's  bar, 

Here  spurn' d  by  fierce  Pretorian  bands, 
There  mock'd  by  Herod's  men  of  war. 

4  He  bears  their  buffeting  and  scorn, 
The  homage  of  the  lip,  the  knee, 

The  purple  robe,  the  crown  of  thorn, 
The  scourge,  the  nail,  th'  accursed  tree. 

5  No  guile  within  his  mouth  is  found, 
He  neither  threatens  nor  complains ; 

Meek  as  a  Lamb  for  slaughter  bound, 
Dumb  'midst  his  murd'rers  He  remains. . 

6  But  hark  !  He  prays — 'tis  for  his  foes ; 
He  speaks — 'tis  comfort  to  his  friends ; 

Answers — -and  Paradise  bestows ; 
He  bows  his  head ;  the  conflict  ends. 

7  Truly  this  was  the  Son  of  God  ! 
Though  in  a  servant's  mean  disguise. 

And  bruis'd  beneath  the  Father's  rod. 
Not  for  himself— for  Man  He  dies. 


TH  HYMNS.  Til 

O^/TT    T7ie  Young  cut  off  in  their  'prime.  L.  M. 

1  THE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets 
And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 

As  careless  of  the  noon-tide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipt  by  the  wind's  unkindly  blast, 
Parched  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 

The  momentary  glories  waste, 
The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 
When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows : 

Fairer  than  spring  the  colours  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin-rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly-rolling  years, 
Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 

The  fading  glory  disappears, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 
With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine ; 

Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

6  Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour, 
If  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains  ; 

Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower, 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

•Ji/O     Children  numbering  their  days.     S.  M 

1  THE  pure  and  peaceful  mind. 
The  meek  and  lovvlv  heart. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

The  patient  will  to  thine  resign'd, 
God  of  all  power  impart. 

2  Young  though  in  years  we  be. 
In  health  and  spirits  strong, 

What  is  the  life  of  man  to  Thee  ?     • 
The  longest  is  not  long. 

3  A  thousand  years,  a  day, 
Are  equal  in  thy  sight 

Our  generations  pass  away, 
Like  watches  of  the  night. 

4  Lord,  make  us  timely  wise  -. 
To  know  our  call  of  grace ; 

And  with  the  moment,  as  it  flies, 
Run  our  appointed  race  : — 

5  Still  keep  the  end  in  view, 
Tarry  nor  turn  aside, 

Perils,  allurements,  bonds,  break  through, 
— Most  faithful  when  most  tried  ! 

6  Thus,  till  we  reach  the  goal, 
All  else  we  count  but  loss ; 

Nor,  till  we  gain  the  prize — our  soul- 
Grow  weary  of  the  cross. 

0?J\3  The  Communion  of  Saints.    CM. 

1  THE  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 
But  one  communion  make, 

Join'd  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family  we  dwell  in  Him, 
One  church  above,  beneath. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 
To  his  command  we  bow ; 

Part  of  the  host  have  cross' d  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  Lo  !  thousands  to  their  endless  home 
Are  swiftly  borne  away ; 

And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  must  launch  as  they. 

5  Lord  Jesus ?  be  our  constant  guide  ! 
Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 

Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide. 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

(ffT  r\  W     Christ  a  Living  and  Almighty  Saviour. 

0  %J  4    Rom.  vi.  9.    lieu.  vii.  25.    Rev.  i.  18.    L.  M- 

1  THE  Saviour  lives,  no  more  to  die : 
He  lives,  the  Lord  enthron'd  on  high : 
He  lives,  triumphant  o'er  the  grave : 
He  lives,  eternally  to  save  ! 

2  He  lives,  to  still  his  servants'  fears: 
He  lives  to  wipe  away  their  tears : 
He  lives,  their  mansions  to  prepare : 
He  lives,  to  bring  them  safely  there  ! 

3  Ye  mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Dismiss  your  gloomy  doubts  and  fears : 
And  let  your  hearts,  assur'd,  revive, 
For  Christ  the  Lord  is  yet  alive ! 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

4  His  saints  he  loves  and  never  leaves, 
All  contrite  sinners  he  receives: 
Abundant  grace  will  he  afford, 
Till  all  are  present  with  the  Lord ! 

0  J8  Ascension.    8's. 

1  THE  Saviour  to  glory  is  gone, 
His  sufF  rings  and  sorrows  are  past, 

His  work  is  completed  and  done ; 

And  shall  to  eternity  last. 
For  ever  he  lives  to  bestow 

The  blessings  he  purchased  so  dear, 
Our  bosoms  with  gratitude  glow, 

Whilst  to  him  by  faith  we  draw  near. 

2  Expecting  from  him  to  receive 
All  fulness  of  glory  and  grace, 

Rejoicing  in  hope,  we  believe, 
His  promises  thankful  embrace. 

Our  King  shall  protect  us  from  harms, 
Our  Advocate  made  our  plea  good, 

Our  Shepherd  will  bear  in  his  arms 

The  sheep  which  he  bought  with  his  blood. 

3  Our  prophet  will  point  out  the  way 
Which  leads  to  the  mansions  above ; 

Our  Priest  all  our  ransom  shall  pay, 
Our  Friend  of  unchangeable  love. 

But  whilst  to  the  Lamb  on  his  throne 
Our  hearts  and  our  voices  we  raise, 

His  glory  exalted  we  own 

Above  all  our  blessing  and  praise. 
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TH  HYMNS.  TH 

d  \3  %3 Proclamation  and  Success  of  the  Gospel.  L.M. 

1  THE  time  of  mercy  now  draws  near ! 
Behold  the  mighty  Angel  fly, 

With  tidings  of  Salvation  sent 
To  every  land  beneath  the  sky  ! 

2  Oh  see,  on  both  the  Indias'  coasts 
And  Africa's  unhappy  shore, 

The  unlearn'd  savage  press  to  hear — 
And  hearing,  wonder  and  adore ! 

3  See,  while  the  joyful  truth  is  told, 
That  Jesus  left  his  throne  in  heaven, 
And  suffered,  died,  and  rose  again, 
That  guilty  souls  might  be  forgiven — 

4  See  what  delight,  unfelt  before, 
Beams  in  his  fix'd  attentive  eye ; 
And  hear  him  ask,  "  For  wretched  me, 
Did  this  Divine  Redeemer  die  1 

5  "  Ah  !  why  have  ye  so  long  forborne 
To  tell  such  welcome  news  as  this  ? 
Go  now,  let  every  sinner  hear, 

And  share  in  such  exalted  bliss." 

6  The  Islands,  waiting  for  his  law, 
With  rapture  greet  the  sacred  sound ; 
And,  taught  the  Saviour's  precious  Name, 
Cast  all  their  idols  to  the  ground. 

OUl_l  Inconstancy  Lamented.    L.  M. 

1  THE  wandering  star,  and  fleeting  wind* 
Are  emblems  of  the  fickle  mind ; 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 

2  But  cloud  and  wind,  and  dew  and  star, 
Only  a  faint  resemblance  bear ; 

Nor  can  there  ought  in  nature  be 
So  changeable  and  frail  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk  and  inward  frame, 
Are  scarcely  through  an  hour  the  same; 
We  vow,  and  straight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  those  very  vows  repeat. 

4  We  sin  forsake,  to  sin  return ; 

Are  hot,  then  cold,  now  freeze,  now  burn  ; 
In  deep  distress  then  raptures  feel, 
We  soar  to  heaven,  then  sink  to  hell. 

5  With  flowing  tears,  Lord,  we  confess 
Our  folly  and  unsteadfastness ; 
When  shall  these  hearts  more  stable  be. 
Fixed  by  thy  grace  alone  on  thee  ! 

t>0  1  The  Heavenly  Rest.    P.  M. 

1  THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
To  mourning  wanderers  given ; 

There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress'd, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast— 
'Tis  found  above — in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  soft,  a  downy  bed, 
'Tis  fair  as  breath  of  even ; 

A  couch  for  weary  mortals  spread, 
Where  they  may  rest  the  aching  head, 
And  find  repose,  in  heaven ! 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

3  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 
By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 

When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals. 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear  but  heaven  ! 

4  There,  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye 
To  brighter  prospects,  given ; 

And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  serene  in  heaven ! 

5  There  fragrant  flowers,  immortal  bloom. 
And  joys  supreme  are  given : 

There,  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom : 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb, 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven ! 


Hope.    P.M. 


603 

1  THERE  is  a  thought,  can  lift  the  soul 
Above  the  narrow  sphere  that  bounds  it, — 

A  star,  that  sheds  its  mild  control 
Brightest,  when  grief's  dark  cloud  surrounds 
it; 
And  pours  a  soft,  pervading  ray, 
Life's  ills  can  never  chase  away. 

2  When  earthly  joys  have  left  the  breast, 
And  e'en  the  last  fond  hope  it  cherish'd 

Of  mortal  bliss — too  like  the  rest — 
Beneath  woe's  withering  touch  has  perish'd, 
With  fadeless  lustre  streams  that  light — 
A  halo  on  the  brow  ofnirrht. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

3  And  bitter  were  our  sojourn  here, 
In  this  dark  wilderness  of  sorrow, 

Did  not  that  rainbow  beam  appear,— 
The  herald  of  a  brighter  morrow, — 

A  friendly  beacon  from  on  high, 

To  guide  us  to  Eternity. 

DUO  Heaven.    L.  M. 

THERE  sin  shall  never  more  annoy, 
Tears  shall  be  chased  by  smiles  of  joy, 
Prayer  end  in  praise,  hope  in  delight, 
And  faith  be  changed  to  perfect  sight. 

OU  TT  On  Opening  a  Church  or  Chapel.    L.  M. 

1  THIS  House,  O  Lord,  for  Thee  we  raise ' 
Long  may  it  echo  to  thy  praise ; 

And  Thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  glories  of  his  train  ; 
While  power  divine  his  Word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends  ! 

3  And  in  the  great  decisive  Day, 
When  Thou  the  nations  shalt  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here ! 

£*  f\  £T    On  laying  the  Foundation- Stone  of  a  Pi 
OUO  of  Worship.    L.  M. 

1  THIS  stone  to  Thee  in  faith  we  lay, 
We  build  the  temple,  Lord,  to  Thee ! 
41* 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

Thine  eye  be  open  night  and  day 
To  guard  this  house  and  sanctuary. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 
And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live ; 

Hear,  Thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And,  when  Thou  nearest,  oh  forgive ! 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 
The  blessed  Gospel  of  thy  Son, 

Still,  by  the  power  of  His  Great  Name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  Hosanna !  to  their  Heavenly  King, 
When  children's  voices  raise  that  song, 
Hosanna  !  let  their  angels  sing, 

And  heaven  with  earthf  the  strain  prolong. 

5  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 
Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest? 
Here  will  the  world's  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 

6  That  glory  never  hence  depart ! 
Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart 

In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 


The  World  passes  away.    P.  M. 


606 

1  THIS  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show. 

For  man's  illusion  given  ; 
The  smiles  of  joy,  the  tears  of  wo, 
Deceitful  shine,  deceitful  flow  ; 

There's  nothing  true  but  heaven ! 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

2  And  false  the  light  on  glory's  plume, 
As  fading  hues  of  even  ; 

And  love,  and  hope,  and  beauty's  bloom, 
Are  blossoms  gather' d  for  the  tomb  ; 
There's  nothing  bright  but  heaven ! 

3  Poor  wanderers  of  a  stormy  day, 
From  wave  to  wave  we're  driven ; 

And  fancy's  flash,  and  reasons  ray, 
Serve  but  to  light  the  troubled  way : 
There's  nothing  calm  but  heaven ! 

0  \J  4  For  Divine  Guidance.    C.  M. 

1  THOU  boundless  source  of  every  good! 
Our  best  desires  fulfil : 

And  help  us  to  adore  thy  grace, 
And  mark  thy  sov'reign  will. 

2  In  all  thy  mercies  may  our  souls 
Tny  bounteous  goodness  see  ; 

Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  imparts 
Estrange  our  hearts  from  Thee. 

3  Teach  us,  in  time  of  deep  distress. 
To  own  thy  hand,  O  God ! 

And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

4  In  ev'ry  changing  scene  of  life, 
Whate'er  that  scene  may  be, 

Give  us  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
A  mind  at  peace  with  Thee. 

5  Do  Thou  direct  our  steps  aright. 
Help  us  thy  Name  to  fear , 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

And  give  us  grace  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  strength  to  persevere. 
6  Then  may  we  close  our  eyes  in  death, 

Free  from  distracting  care  ; 
For  death  is  life,  and  labour  rest, 

If  Thou  art  with  us  there. 


Jabez's  Prayer.  I  Chron.  iv.  9,  10.  S.  M, 


608 

1  THOU  God  of  Jabez  hear, 
While  we  entreat  thy  grace, 

And  borrow  that  expressive  prayer, 
With  which  he  sought  thy  face. 

2  "  O  that  the  Lord  indeed 

"  Would  me  his  servant  bless, 
"  From  ev'ry  evil  shield  my  head, 
"  And  crown  my  paths  with  peace ! 

3  "  Be  his  almighty  hand 

u  My  helper  and  my  guide, 
"  Till  with  his  saints  in  Canaan's  land 
"  My  portion  he  divide." 

4  Thus  pious  Jabez  prayed, 
While  God  inclined  his  ear ; 

And  all  by  whom  this  suit  is  made, 
Shall  find  the  blessing  near. 

5  Ye  youths,  your  vows  combine, 
With  loud  united  voice ; 

So  shall  your  heads  with  honour  shine, 
And  all  your  hearts  rejoice. 


}    TH  HYMNS.  TH 

V>vl*J         A  Prayer j or  Seriousness.    P.M. 

1  THOU  God  of  glorious  majesty, 
To  thee,  against  myself,  to  thee, 

A  worm  of  earth,  I  cry : 
A  half-awaken'd  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  endless  bliss  or  pain, 

A  sinner  born  to  die  ! 

2  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 

Secure,  insensible : 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space 
Removes  me  to  that  heavenly  place, 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

3  O  God,  mine  inmost  soul  convert ! 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress : 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

4  Before  me  place  in  dread  array 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  Thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear 

Eternal  bliss  t'  insure  : 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil 


TH  HYIVLNS.  TH 

And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 
6  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale  to  live, 

And  reign  with  thee  above ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 


Seeking  after  God.    P.  M. 


610 

1  THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth  unfathom'd  no  man  knows : 

1  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

Deeply  I  sigh  for  thy  repose. 
My  heart  is  pain'd ;  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  find  rest  in  thee. 

2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 
The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove ; 

And  fain  I  would ;  but  though  my  will 

Seem  fix'd,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove ; 
Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way  : 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 

3  'Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee : 

Yet,  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 
O  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end, 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun, 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

Ah  !  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 
The  Lord  of  every  motion  there ! 

Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 

When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

5  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call ; 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 

"  I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All  !"— 

To  feel  thy  power,  to  hear  thy  voice, 

To  taste  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice ! 

%y  I   1  "  Watch  and  Pray."  Matt.  xxvi.  41.  S.M.D 

1  THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whose  bar  severe, 

With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread, 

We  all  shall  soon  appear : 

Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care. 

And  stir  us  up  to  pray : 

2  To  pray,  and  wait  the  hour, 
That  awful  hour  unknown, 

When  robed  in  majesty  and  power 

Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down, 

Th'  immortal  Son  of  Man, 

To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 

With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

3  To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 
T'  increase  our  gracious  fear. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

For  ever  let  th'  Archangel's  voice 

Be  sounding  in  our  ears ; 

The  solemn  midnight  cry, 

"  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come, 
Arise,  and  meet  him  Jn  the  sky, 

And  meet  your  instant  doom  1" 

4  O  may  we  thus  be  found 

Obedient  to  his  Word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 

And  looking  for  our  Lord ! 

Oh  may  we  thus  insure 

A  lot  among  the  blest, 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 

An  everlasting  rest ! 


To  whom  shall  we  go.  John  vi.  68.    L.  M 


613 

1  THOU  only  sov'reign  of  my  heart, 
My  refuge,  my  almighty  friend — 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  1 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 
A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  1 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 
On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart. 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine, 
While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call : 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Thy  name  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore, 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care ; 
Depart  from  thee — 'tis  death — 'tis  more, 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deep  despair  ! 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie, 
Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

'    £±  "I  O     If  we  ask— He  heareth  us.    1  John  v.  14, 
OlO  15.     L.  M. 

••  1  THOU,  who  for  sinners  once  wast  slain, 
■  Once  dead,  but  now  alive  again, 
',  Give  me  to  know,  to  taste,  and  prove, 
I  The  pow'r  and  sweetness  of  thy  love. 
2  Give  me  to  feel  my  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  know  myself  an  heir  of  heav'n ; 
My  conscience  sprinkle  with  thy  blood, 
And  fill  me  with  the  love  of  God. 

6"g  /•     Children  praising  Christ.    Matt.  xxi.  15, 
I  TT  16.    C.  M. 

1  THOUGH  in  the  temple  some  are  found. 
Who  bid  us  hold  our  peace ; 

Hosanna !  loud  our  lips  resound, 
To  Christ  the  God  of  Grace. 

2  Hosanna !  ever  be  our  cry, 
To  David's  Son  and  Lord : 

Save !  now  Thou  art  exalted  high  ; 
Thy  gracious  help  afford. 
42     • 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

3  Out  of  the  mouths  of  very  babes 
Thou  hast  ordained  praise : 

To  sing  thy  power,  thy  grace,  and  love, 
We  now  our  voices  raise. 

4  Hosanna !  still  we'll  cry  aloud, 
To  Christ  enthroned  on  high  ; 

May  we  at  last  surround  the  throne, 
And  Hallelujah  cry  ! 

f3  Jl  O  On  the  Death  of  a  Parent    L.  Sf. 

1  THOUGH  nature's  voice  you  must  obey, 
Think,  while  your  swelling  griefs  o'erflow, 
That  hand,  which  takes  your  joys  away, 
That  sovereign  hand  can  heal  your  wo. 

2  And  while  your  mournful  thoughts  deplore 
The  parent  gone,  removed  the  friend  ! 
With  heart  resigned,  his  truth  adore, 

On  whom  your  noblest  hopes  depend. 

3  Does  he  not  bid  his  children  rise 
Through  death's  dark  shades,  to  realms  of 

light  ? 
Yet,  when  he  calls  them  to  the  skies, 
Shall  fond  survivors  mourn  their  flight  ? 

4  His  word — here  let  your  soul  rely — 
Immortal  consolation  gives : 

Your  heavenly  Father  cannot  die, 
Th'  Eternal  Friend  for  ever  lives. 

5  O  be  that  dearest  Friend  your  trust ! 
On  his  Almighty  arm  recline  ; 

He,  when  your  comforts  sink  in  dust, 
Can  give  you  blessings  more  divine. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 


The  Star  of  Hope.    8's  &  7's. 


616 

1  THOUGH  travelling  through  a  wilder- 

ness, 
Where  duty's  call  divides  us, 
Though  many  a  wintry  storm  distress, — 
The  star  of  hope  shall  guide  us. 

2  And  this  shall  cheer  the  lonely  way, 
And  gild  the  gloom  of  sorrow  ; 

And,  through  the  shades  of  parting  day. 
Point  to  a  brighter  morrow. 

3  E'en  should  this  star  be  clouded  here, 
And  should  we  meet — ah  !  never, 

The  transient  joys  of  life  to  share, — 
'Twill  not  be  dimmed  for  ever. 

4  No !  we  shall  meet,  though  parted  here, 
To  part  again— oh,  never! 

But,  joyful,  with  our  Saviour  there 
To  spend  a  long  for  ever  ! 

f3  1   4  The  Lord  will  provide. 

1  THOUGH  troubles  assail, 

And  dangers  affright, 

Though  friends  should  all  fail, 

And  foes  all  unite  ; 

Yet  one  thing  secures  us, 

Whatever  betide, 

The  Scripture  assures  us, 

The  Lord  will  provide. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

2  The  birds  without  barn 
Or  storehouse  are  fed ; 
From  them  let  us  learn 
To  trust  for  our  bread  ; 
His  saints,  what  is  fitting 
Shall  ne'er  be  denied, 

So  long  as  'tis  written, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  may,  like  the  ships. 
By  tempests  be  tossed 

On  perillous  deeps, 
But  cannot  be  lost ; 
Though  Satan  enrages 
The  wind  and  the  tide, 
The  promise  engages 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey, 
Like  Abra'm  of  old, 
Not  knowing  our  way, 
But  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  though  we  are  strangers, 
We  have  a  good  guide, 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears 
To  stop  up  our  path, 
And  fill  us  with  fears, 
We  triumph  by  faith  : 
He  cannot  take  from  us, 
Though  oft  he  has  tried, 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

This  heart-cheering  promise. 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak, 
Our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  seek 
We  ne'er  shall  obtain ; 
But  when  such  suggestions 
Our  spirits  have  plied, 
This  answers  all  questions, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own, 
Or  goodness  we  claim  ; 
Yet  since  we  have  known 
The  Saviour's  great  name, 
In  this  our  strong  tower 
For  safety  we  hide, 

The  Lord  is  our  power, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

8  When  life  sinks  apace, 
And  death  is  in  view, 
This  word  of  his  grace 
Shall  comfort  us  through : 
No  fearing  or  doubting 
With  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 


Infant  Prayer.   Prov.  viii.  17.    L.  M, 


618 

1  THOUGH  we  are  simple,  poor  and  young, 
Jesus  will  listen  if  we  pray  : 
42* 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

For  never  from  the  infant's  tongue 
Did  Jesus  turn  his  ear  away. 

2  No — he  assists  the  humble  prayer. 
Grants  the  importunate  request, 
And  tells  us,  should  we  trust  his  care, 
His  care  shall  make  us  truly  blest. 

3  Once  we  were  wandering  on  in  sin. 
And  nothing  knew  of  God  above ; 
He  saw  the  danger  we  were  in  ; 

He  saw — and  bade  us  seek  his  love. 

4  That  love  impressed  with  kind  concern 
Those  tender  friends  who  brought  us  here  : 
And  now,  with  gratitude  we  learn 

To  read  his  word — his  name  revere. 

5  O  may  that  love  renew  our  hearts. 
And  consecrate  our  happy  days  ! 
And  wThen  our  life  on  earth  departs, 
Eternal  life  be  spent  in  praise. 

6f  f\    The  Goodness  of  God  in  the  Vicissitudes 
1  \j  of  Life.     L.  M. 

1  THROUGH  all  the  various  shifting  scene 
Of  life's  mistaken  good-or  ill, 

Thy  hand,  O  God  !  conducts  unseen 
Each  change  according  to  thy  will. 

2  Thou  givest  with  a  Father's  care, 
Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 

To  each  his  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  When  lowest  sunk  with  grief  and  shame. 
Fill'd  with  affliction's  bitter  cup, 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

Lost  to  relations,  friends,  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raise  us  up. 

4  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 
On  thy  most  holy  will  depend ; 
And  all  for  greater  good  were  given. 
And  all  shall  to  thy  glory  end. 


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Evening  Song.    P.  M. 


1  THROUGH  theday  thy  love  hassparedus; 

Now  we  lay  us  down  to  rest : 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 

Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest : 
Jesus,  thou  our  guardian  be ; 
Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  thee. 

2  Pilgrims  here  on  earth,  and  strangers. 
Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes, 

Us  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers ; 

In  thine  arms  may  we  repose  ; 
And,  wiien  life's  short  day  is  past, 
Rest  with  thee  in  heaven  at  last. 

6C%  \    Being  in  the  Fear  of  God  all  the  day  long. 
&  J.  Prov.  xxiii.  17.     C.  M. 

1  THRICE   happy  souls,  who  born   from 
heaven, 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 

And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 
Prevent  the  dawning  day, 

And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o'er, 
And  praise  thy  name,  and  pray. 

3  'Midst  hourly  cares,  may  love  present 
Its  incense  to  thy  throne--* 

And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs. 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone ! 

4  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 
Be  each  refreshment  sought ; 

And,  by  each  various  providence, 
Some  wise  instruction  brought ! 

5  When  to  laborious  duties  called. 
Or  by  temptations  tried, 

'We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

6  As  diff'rent  scenes  of  life  arise, 
Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 

With  thee  amidst  the  social  band — 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

7  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 
On  thy  paternal  breast  ; 

And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Resign  our  pow'rs  to  rest. 

8  In  solid  pure  delights  like  these, 
Let  all  my  days  be  past ; 

Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish. 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last. 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 


Door  of  the  Sheep/old.    John  x.  9.    C.  M. 


622 

1  THUS  saith  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
"  I  am  the  sacred  door ; 

4i  In  the  fair  pastures  which  I  keep, 
"  There's  life  for  evermore. 

2  "  In  me  shall  wand'ring  sinners  find, 
"The  way  their  footsteps  lost; 

"  From  death  I  have  their  souls  redeem'd, 
"  My  blood  has  paid  the  cost. 

3  "  My  tender  care  shall  keep  them  free 
"  From  dangers  night  and  day  : 

u  My  pow'r  their  strong  defence  shall  be 
u  From  ev'ry  beast  of  prey. 

4  "  I  will  enrich  them  with  my  grace, ' 
"  And  feed  them  with  my  love ; 

t;  Their  souls  shall  find  a  joyful  place 
"  In  the  bright  fields  above. 

5  "  Come,  then,  my  little  purchased  flock. 
"  Dear  objects  of  my  care ; 

;;  And  let  this  promise  be  your  hope, 
"  While  you  are  feeding  here." 

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1  THY  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love, 

Unmerited  and  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove. 

And  help  our  misery. 


The  Truth  and  Goodness  of  God.    C.  M 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still ; 
Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 

That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  fee  , 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 
So  plenteous  is  the  store  : 

Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore ! 

4  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 
A  rock  that  cannot  move, 

A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

5  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns 
Unalterably  sure : 

And  while  the  Truth  of  God  remains, 
The  Goodness  must  endure. 

O^TT     Goodness  of  God.    Jer.  xxxi.  12.    CM. 

1  THY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess. 
Thy  goodness  we  adore ; 

A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail, 
A  sea  without  a  shore  ! 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  attest 
In  every  golden  ray ; 

Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  ev'ry  season  crowns. 
With  all  the  bliss  it  yields; 

With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strength'ning  grain  the  field- 


TH  HYMNS*  TH 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 
Is  in  the  gospel  seen : 

There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  Pardon,  acceptance,  peace,  and  joy, 
Through  Jesu's  name  are  giv'n ; 

He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 


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Divine  Mercy.    Psalm  lxxxix.  1. 


1  THY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of  my 

song, 
The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boast  of  my 

tongue ; 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  first  to  the  last, 
Hath  won  my  affections,  and  bound  my  soul 

fast. 

2  Without  thy  sweet  mercy,  I  could  not  live 

here, 
Sin  soon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  despair ; 
But  thro'  thy  free  goodness,  my  spirits  revive, 
And  he  that  first  made  me  still  keeps  me  alive, 

3  Thy  mercy  is  more  than  a  match  for  my 

heart,  [part ; 

Which  wonders  to  feel  its  own  hardness  de~ 
Dissolv'd  by  thy  goodness,  I  fall  to  the  ground. 
And  weep  to  the  praise  of  the  mercy  I  found, 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  all  day,; 
To  the  poor  and  the  needy,  who  knock  by  the 

way ; 


TH  HYMNS.  TH 

No  sinner  shall  ever  be  empty  sent  back, 
Who  comes  seeking  mercy  for  Jesus's  sake. 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell : 
Its  glories  I'll  sing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell : 
'T  was  Jesus,  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on  the 

tree, 
That  open'd  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  Father  of  mercies !  thy  goodness  I 

own, 
And  the  cov'nant  love  of  thy  crucified  son  ; 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  whose  witness  divine 
Seals  mercy,  and  pardon,  and  righteousness 

mine. 

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1  THY  promise,  Lord,  and  thy  command, 
Have  brought  us  here  to-day; 

And  now  we  humbly  waiting  stand 
To  hear  what  thou  wilt  say. 

2  Meet  us,  we  pray,  with  words  of  peace. 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  love ; 

That  from  our  follies  we  may  cease. 
And  henceforth  faithful  prove. 

\}/£  4        Sunday-School  Anniversary.    C.  M? 

I  THY  throne,  O  God  !  in  righteousness, 

For  ever  shall  endure : 
We  bow  before  it — deign  to  bless 

— The  children  of  the  poor. 


A  Blessing  Requested.    C.  M. 


TH  HYJVLNfe.  TH 

2  Thy  wisdom  fix'd  our  lowly  birth, 
Yet  we  thy  goodness  share ; 

Still  make  us,  while  we  dwell  on  earth, 
— The  children  of  thy  care. 

3  Strangers  to  Thee,  though  thine  by  name: 
We  heard  thy  welcome  voice, 

And,  gather'd  from  the  world,  became 
— The  children  of  thy  choice. 

4  Thou  art  our  Shepherd,  glorious  God ! 
Thy  little  flock  behold, 

And  guide  us  by  thy  staff  and  rod, 
— The  children  of  thy  fold. 

5  We  praise  thy  Name  that  we  were  brought 
To  this  delightful  place, 

Where  we   are  watch'd,  and   warn'd,  and 
taught, 

— The  children  of  thy  grace. 
0  May  all  our  friends,  thy  servants  here, 

Meet  all  our  souls  above, 
And  we  and  they  in  heaven  appear 

— The  children  of  thy  love ! 

/*»  £%  ^   Providence;  or  God  working  all  things  <>< 

0  &  O       ter  the  Counsel  of  his  own  Will.    L.  M. 

1  THY  ways,  O  Lord  I  with  wise  design, 
Are  fram'd  upon  thy  throne  above, 

And  ev'ry  dark  and  bending  line 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love, 

2  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obscure. 
Poor  mortals  thv  arrangements  view. 

43 


TI  HYMNS'.  TI 

Not  knowing  that  the  least  are  sure. 
And  the  mysterious  just  and  true. 

3  Thy  flock,  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Though  now  they  seem  to  roam  uney'd. 
Are  led  or  driven  only  where 

They  best  and  safest  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  know  nor  trace  the  wa\  ; 
But,  trusting  to  thy  piercing  eye. 

None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  stray, 
Nor  shall  the  weakest  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favour'd  soul  shall  meekly  Iearu. 
To  lay  her  reason  at  thy  throne  j 

Too  weak  thy  secrets  to  discern, 
I'll  trust  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 


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Lovest  thou  me?    John  xxi.  16.    S.  >I 


1  'TIS  a  point  I  long  to  know. 
Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought : 

Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  . 
Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 

Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name  ' 

H  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove  ; 

Evtv  trifle  give  me  pain, 
lfl  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 


Ti  HYMNS-  'n 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within. 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild : 

Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  prav,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do ; 

You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  Is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will. 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 

Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhor  d. 

Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet. 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun  ; 

Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 

If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

030       Death  of  a  Sister.    Rev.  xiv.  13.     S's. 

1  'TIS  finish'd  !— the  conflict  is  past, 
The  heaven-born  spirit  is  fled  ; 
Her  wish  is  accomphsh'd  at  last, 
And  now  she',  entumb'd  with  the  dead. 


Tl  HYMNS.  TI 

2  The  month's  of  affliction  are  o'er, 
The  days,  and  the  nights  of  distress  ; 
We  see  her  in  anguish  no  more, 
She  has  gain'd  her  happy  release. 

3  No  sickness,  or  sorrow,  or  pain, 
Shall  ever  disquiet  her  now  ; 
For  death  to  her  spirit  was  £ain, 
Since  Christ  was  her  life  when  below. 

4  Her  soul  has  now  taken  its  flight 
To  mansions  of  glory  above  ; 

To  mingle  with  angels  of  light, 
And  dwell  in  the  kingdom  of  love, 

5  The  victory  now  is  obtain' d, 
She's  gone  her  dear  Saviour  to  see  ; 
Her  wishes  she  fully  has  gain'd, 
She's  now  where  she  longed  to  be. 

6  The  coffin,  the  shroud,  and  the  grave. 
To  her.  were  no  objects  of  dread  ; 

On  him  who  is  mighty  to  save, 
Her  soul  was  with  confidence  stay'd. 

7  Then  let  us  forbear  to  complain, 
That  she  is  now  gone  from  our  sight; 
We  soon  shall  behold  her  again, 
With  new  and  redoubled  deli  gin. 

Oof  Ileb.  xii.  6.    7's. 

1   'TIS  my  happiness  below, 
\<>t  to  live  without  the  cross  ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  Know, 
3'inctifying  evn*v  li 


TI  HYMNS.  TI 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 
But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscrib'd  upon  them  all, 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 

3  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

4  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 
No  chastisements  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 
I  should  prove  a  cast-away 7 

00/5     Trusting  in  the  Grace  of  Christ.    P.  M 

1  'TIS  the  Lord  thus  far  hath  brought  me 
By  his  watchful  tender  care  ; 

Sure  'tis  He  himself  bath  taught  me 
How  to  seek  his  face  by  prayer ; 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Will  he  give  me  up  at  last  7 

2  True,  I've  been  a  guilty  creature, 
And  have  sinn'd  against  his  grace ; 

But  forgiveness  is  his  nature, 
Though  he  justly  hides  his  face : 
Ere  he  call'd  me,  well  he  knew 
What  a  heart  like  mine  would  do. 
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Tl  HYMNS.  TI 

3  In  the  Saviour's  intercession, 
Therefore  still  I  will  confide ; 
Lord,  accept  my  free  confession  : 

Though  I've  sinn'd,  yet  Thou  hast  died : 
This  is  all  I  have  to  plead, 
This  is  all  the  plea  I  need. 


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Christ  all  in  all.    P.  M. 


1  'TIS  the  most  bless'd  and  needful  part 
To  have  in  Christ  a  share, 

And  to  commit  onr  way  and  heart 

Unto  his  faithful  care  ; 
This  done,  our  steps  are  safe  and  sure. 
Our  hearts  desires  are  render'd  pure  ; 
Nought  from  his  gracious  hand  can  rend, 

Which  leads  us  to  the  end. 

2  Nought  in  this  world  affords  true  rest. 
But  Christ's  atoning  blood  ; 

This  purifies  the  guilty  breast, 

And  reconciles  to  God. 
Hence  flows  unfeigned  love  to  him. 
Who  came  lost  sinners  to  redeem  ; 
And  Christ  our  Saviour  will  appear 

Daily  to  us  more  near. 

3  My  only  joy  and  comfort  here 
Is  Jesus'  death  and  blood; 

J  with  this  passport  can  appear 
Before  the  throne  of  God  : 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 

Admitted  to  the  realms  of  bliss, 
I  then  shall  see  him  as  he  is, 
Where  countless  pardon'd  sinners  meet 
Adoring  at  his  feet. 

£**y  >\  Chief  among  Ten  Thousand  ;  or,  The  Excel- 
UOt    lencies  of  Christ.    Cant.  v.  10— 16.    CM. 

1  TO  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  ev'ry  tongue 
Its  noblest  tribute  bring : 

When  He's  the  subject  of  the  song, 
Who  can  refuse  to  sing  ? 

2  Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  on  his  glories  dwell ; 

Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
And  all  his  triumphs  tell. 

3  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthron'd 
Upon  his  awful  brow ; 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'er  flow. 

4  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare. 
Among  the  sons  of  men ; 

Fairer  he  is  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

5  He  saw  me  plung'd  in  deep  distress. 
He  flew  to  my  relief; 

For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

6  His  hand  a  thousand  blessings  pours 
Upon  my  guilty  head ; 

His  presence  gilds  my  darkest  hours, 
And  guards  my  sleeping  bed . 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 

7  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath. 
And  all  the  joys  I  have : 

He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

8  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 
He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 

Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

9  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 
Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 

Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give. 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine  1 

£j*  O  £T    The  Poor  praying  for  Bread  in  time  of 
VfO*J  Scarcity.     L.  M. 

1  TO  God  most  awful  and  most  high, 
Who  form'd  the  earth,  the  sea,  the  sky. 
To  Him,  on  whom  all  worlds  depend. 
Our  humbled  hearts  in  sighs  we  send. 

2  Will  He  who  hears  the  ravens  cry 
Reject  our  prayers,  and  bid  us  die  ? 
Will  he  refuse  his  help  to  yield, 
Who  clothes  the  lilies  of  the  field? 

3  Pale  famine  lifts,  at  his  command, 
Her  withering  arm,  and  blasts  the  land ; 
The  harvests  perish,  at  her  breath ; 
Her  train  are  want,  disease,  and  death. 

4  But  when  He  smiles,  the  desert  blooms, 
New  life  is  born  among  the  tombs ; 

O'er  the  glad  plains  abundance  teems, 
And  plenty  rolls  in  bounteous  streams. 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 

5  Father  of  grace,  whom  we  adore, 
Bless  thy  large  family,  the  poor  ; 
The  poor  on  Thee  alone  depend, 

I   Continue  Thou  the  poor  man's  friend. 

6  Content  to  live  by  toil  and  pain, 
May  we  eternal  riches  gain  ; 
Meanwhile,  by  thy  free  goodness  fed. 
Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread. 


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The  Redeemer  coming  with  Clouds.  C.  M. 


1  TO  Him  who  loved  the  souls  of  men, 
And  wash'd  us  in  his  blood, 

To  royal  honours  rais'd  our  head, 
And  made  us  priests  to  God — 

2  To  Him,  let  every  tongue  be  praise. 
And  every  heart  be  love  ; 

All  grateful  honours  paid  on  earth, 
And  nobler  songs  above. 

3  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes  ! 
His  saints  shall  bless  the  day  ; 

While  they  who  pierc'd  him  mourn  and  wail. 
In  anguish  and  dismay. 

4  "lam  the  First,  and  I  the  Last, 
Time  centres  all  in  me  : 

Th'  Almighty  God,  who  was,  and  is. 
And  evermore  shall  be  !" 


TO  HYMNS. 


%y*S7  Love  to  Parents.    L.  M. 

1  TO  honour  those  who  gave  us  birth, 
To  cheer  their  age,  to  feel  their  worth, 
Is  God's  command  to  human  kind, 
And  own'd  by  every  grateful  mind. 

2  Trace  then  the  tender  scenes  of  old, 
And  all  our  infant  days  unfold  ; 

Yield  back  to  sight  the  mother's  breast, 
Watchful  to  lull  her  child  to  rest. 

3  Survey  her  toil,  her  anxious  care, 
To  form  the  lisping  lips  to  prayer ; 
To  win  for  God  the  yielding  soul, 
And  all  its  ardent  thoughts  control. 

4  Nor  hold  from  memory's  glad  review, 
The  fears  which  all  the  father  knew ; 
The  joy  that  mark'd  his  thankful  gaze 
As  virtue  crown'd  maturer  days. 

5  When  press'd  by  sickness,  pain,  or  grief, 
How  anxious  they  to  give  relief! 

Our  dearest  wish  they  held  their  own ; 
Till  our's  return'd  their  peace  was  flown. 

6  God  of  our  life,  each  parent  guard, 
And  death's  sad  hour,  O  !  long  retard  ; 
Be  their's  each  joy  that  gilds  the  past, 
And  heaven  our  mutual  home  at  Inst. 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 

000  Longing  to  be  with  Christ.     L.  M. 

1  TO  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope. 
My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone : 

0  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom  absent,  I  love ; 
"Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore ; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion,  and  power : 

3  Dissolve  thou  these  bonds,  that  detain  % 
My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee ; 

Ah!  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  When  that  happy  era  begins, 
When  array'd  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline  : 

5  O  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed, 
And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  pour'd : 

1  shall  meet  Him  whom  absent  I  lov'd, 
I  shall  see  whom  unseen  I  ador'd. 

6  And  then,  never  more  shall  the  fears. 
The  trials,  temptations,  and  woes, 
Which  darken  this  valley  of  tears. 
Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose. 

7  Or,  if  yet  remember' d  above, 
Remembrance  no  sadness  shall  raise: 
They  will  be  but  new  signs  of  thy  love, 
New  themes  for  my  wonder  and  praise. 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 

8  Thus  the  strokes  which,  from  sin  and  from 

pain, 
Shall  set  me  eternally  free, 
Will  but  strengthen  and  rivet  the  chain 
Which  binds  me,  my  Saviour,  to  thee. 

l)Oy Uncertainty  of  Life.  James  i  v.  13—15.  S.  M. 

1  TO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine ! 
Lodg'd  in  thy  sov'reign  hand ; 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies. 
And  bears  our  life  away ; 

Oh  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour 
Eternity  is  hung, 

Awraken,  by  thy  mighty  power. 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care — 
Be  that  one  thing  pursued ; 

Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renew'd. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 
Swift  as  the  morning  light, 

Lest  life's  young  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sndden  endless  night. 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 


A  Morning  Song.     C.  M 


640 

1  TO  Thee  let  my  first  off'rings  rise, 
Whose  sua  creates  the  day, 

Swift  as  his  gladd'ning  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2  This  day  thy  fav'ring  hand  be  nigh, 
So  oft  vouchsaf 'd  before ! 

Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply  ; 
And  I  that  hand  adore ! 

3  If  bliss  thy  providence  impart. 
Which  should  my  thanks  employ. 

Give  me  to  feel  the  grateful  heart, 
And  without  guilt  enjoy. 

4  Affliction,  should  thy  love  intend. 
As  vice  or  folly's  cure ; 

Patient  to  gain  that  gracious  end, 
May  I  the  means  endure. 

5  Be  this,  and  ev'ry  future  day. 
Still  wiser  than  the  past ; 

May  grace  still  keep  me  in  thy  way. 
And  crown  my  hopes  at  last. 


641 


Praise  to  the  Saviour.    7's  &  6's. 

1  TO  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour. 

My  heart  exulting  sings, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favour, 

Almighty  King  of  kings. 
44 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 

I'll  celebrate  thy  glory 
With  all  thy  saints  above. 

And  tell  the  joyful  story 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 
Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 

And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast : 
My  voice  in  supplication, 

Well  pleased  thou  shalt  hear, 
O  grant  me  thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 

3  By  thee  through  life  supported 
I  pass  the  dangerous  road, 

With  heavenly  hosts  escorted 

Up  to  their  bright  abode. 
There  cast  my  crown  before  thee, 

Now  all  my  conflicts  o'er, 
And  day  and  night  adore  thee, 

What  can  an  angel  more  ? 

04r^        Good  Shepherd.    John  x.  11.    CM. 

1  TO  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord, 
A  grateful  song  I'll  raise  ; 

O  let  the  meanest  of  thy  flock 
Attempt  to  speak  thy  praise. 

2  Vain  the  attempt !  what  tongue  can  speak 
A  subject  so  divine ! 

Do  justice  to  so  vast  a  theme, 
And  praise  a  love  like  thine ! 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 

3  Love,  that  could  bring  thy  willing  feet 
From  that  blest  world  on  "high ! 

From  thy  great  Father's  dear  embrace. 
To  labour,  bleed,  and  die  ! 

4  My  life,  my  joy,  my  hope,  I  owe 
To  this  amazing  love ; 

Ten  thousand,  thousand  comforts  here, 
And  nobler  bliss  above. 

5  To  thee  my  trembling  spirit  flies, 
With  sin  and  grief  opprest ; 

Thy  gentle  voice  dispels  my  fears, 
And  lulls  my  cares  to  rest. 

6  Nay,  should  I  walk  through  death's  dark 

vale, 
With  double  horrors  spread, 
Thy  rod  would  guide  my  doubtful  steps, 
And  guard  my  drooping  head. 

7  Lead  on,  dear  Shepherd  !  led  by  thee. 
No  evil  shall  I  fear ; 

Soon  shall  I  reach  thy  fold  above, 
And  praise  thee  better  there. 

£*/§  O  Christ  the  Suv  of  Righteousness, 

ty^^M  Mai.  iv.  2.     L.  M. 

1  TO  Thee,  O  God !  we  homage  pay, 
Source  of  the  light  that  rules  the  day  ! 
Who,  while  he  gilds  all  nature's  frame, 
Reflects  thy  rays  and  speaks  thy  Name, 

2  In  louder  strains  we  sing  that  grace, 
Which  gives  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  • 


TO  HYMNS.     ,  TO 

Whose  noble  light  Salvation  brings, 
And  scatters  healing  From  his  wings. 

3  Still  on  our  hearts  may  Jesus  shine, 
With  beams  of  light  and  love  divine  ; 
Quickeifd  by  Him  our  souls  shall  live, 
And  cheer'd  by  Him  shall  grow  and  thrive. 

4  Oh  may  his  glories  stand  confess'd 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west ! 
Successful  may  His  Gospel  run, 
Wide  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun ! 

5  Then  shall  that  blissful  scene  arise, 
When,  fix'd  on  high  in  purer  skies, 
Christ  all  his  lustre  shall  display 

On  all  his  saints  through  endless  day. 

V>  jfTr  My  God  will  hear  me.    Mic.  vii.  6.    C.  M. 

1  TO  thee,  O  Lord,  my  heav'nly  King, 
Now  will  my  soul  draw  near ; 

Thankful  of  this  sweet  truth  to  sinrr, 
"  That  thou,  my  God,  wilt  hear." 

2  Though  I  am  poor  ami  needy  too, 
And  scarce  know  what  to  say  ; 

And  though  my  words  are  faint  and  few, 
"  My  God  will  hear  me  pray." 

3  Through  Christ  I  come,  and  mercy  claim. 
Who  lives  to  intercede; 

For,  in  his  dear,  adored  name, 
My  God  will  hear  me  plead." 


TO  HYMNS.  TO 

4  Though  oft  with  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 
1  My  soul  is  much  cast  down ; 

And  tho'  o'erwhelm'd  with  sighs  and  tears, 
"  My  God  will  hear  me  groan." 

5  Then  whilst  my  life  and  breath  remain, 
I'll  humbly  persevere ; 

And  when  to  glory  I  attain, 
"  My  God  will  hear  me  there." 

tVi  «3      A  Day  in  the  Courts  of  the  Lord.    8's. 

1  TO  thy  temple  I  repair, 
Lord,  I  love  to  worship  there. 
When  within  the  veil  I  meet 
Christ  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  Thou,  through  Him,  art  reconciled, 
I,  through  Him,  became  thy  child  ; 
Abba !  Father !  give  me  grace, 

In  thy  courts,  to  seek  thy  face. 

3  While  thy  glorious  praise  is  sung. 
Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue, 
That  my  joyful  soul  may  bless 
Thee,  the  Lord,  my  righteousness. 

4  While  the  prayers  of  saints  ascend, 
Gocl  of  love,  to  mine  attend  ; 

Hear  me,  for  thy  Spirit  pleads, 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

5  While  I  hearken  to  thy  law, 
Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe. 
Till  thy  gospel  bring  to  me 
Life  and  immortality. 

44* 


TO  HYMNS.  To 

6  While  thy  ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  in  thy  name, 
Through  their  voice,  hy  faith  may  I 
Hear  Thee  speaking  from  the  sky. 

7  From  thy  house,  when  I  return, 
May  my  heart  within  me  burn, 
And  at  evening  let  me  say, 

— I  have  walk VI  with  God  to-day. 


The  Invitation  of  Wisdom.  Prov.  viii.  L.M. 


646 

1  TO  ns  the  voire  of  wisdom  cries, 

— "  Hearken,  ye  children,  and  be  wise ; 
Better  than  gold  the  fruit  I  hear, 
Rubies  with  me  may  not  compare. 

2  "  Happy  the  man  who  daily  wails 
To  hear  me,  watching  at  my  gates; 
Wretched  is  he  who  scorns  my  voice, 
Death  and  destruction  are  his  choice. 

3  "  To  them  that  love  me  I  am  kind, 
And  those  who  seek  me  early  find  ; 
My  Son,  give  we  thine  heart — and  learn 
Wisdom  from  folly  to  discern. 

4  "  The  Lord  possessed  me,  ere  of  old 
His  hand  the  firmament  unroH'd; 
Before  He  bade  the  mountains  stand. 
Or  pour'd  the  ocean  round  the  land. 

5  "  Rejoicing  then  before  his  throne. 
From  everlasting  1  was  known; 
Rejoicing  still,  as  in  his  sight, 
With  men  on  earth  is  my  delight. 


TW  HYMNS.  TW 

6  "  Mark  the  beginning  of  my  law, 
— Fear  ye  the  Lord  with  sacred  awe  : 
Mark  the  fulfilment  of  the  whole, 

— Love  ye  the  Lord  with  all  your  soul.*; 

7  We  hear,  we  learn  ;  may  we  obey : 
Jesus,  the  life,  the  truth,  the  way, 
Wisdom  and  righteousness,  we  see, 
Grace  and  salvation,  all  in  Thee. 

t>T#     Out- Door  Worship.    Mark  xvi.  15.     L.  M. 

1  'TWAS  Jesu's  last  and  great  command— 
"  Go,  preach  my  word  in  ev'ry  land ; 

"  To  all  be  my  salvation  shown, 
"To  ev'ry  creature  make  it  known. 

2  "  While  thus  employed,  expect  my  grace 
"  Attending  you  from  place  to  place : 

"  Where'er  you  meet,  expect  me  there, 
"  In  church,  or  house,  or  open  air." 

3  Commission'd  thus,  we  come  abroad, 
To  preach  the  gospel  of  our  God  ; 
The  love  of  God,  in  Christ,  to  tell ! 
The  love,  that  saves  from  sin  and  hell. 

4  Jesus,  our  Lord  !  thy  word  fulfil, 
Thy  Spirit's  power  be  with  us  still : 
May  all  our  souls  thy  blessing  share, 
Accept  our  praise,  and  hear  our  prayer. 


UN  HYMNS.  UJJ 

u. 

/>/!  D     God  speaking  Peace  to  his  People.  Psalm- 
Odt-O  Ixxxv.  8.    CM. 

1  UNITE,  my  roving  thoughts  !  unite 
In  silence  soft  and  sweet : 

And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sov'reign's  feet 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 
Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 

For  lo !  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 
The  sounds  of  peace  convey  ; 

The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides. 
And  wind  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart 
To  grieve  his  love  no  more ; 

But,  charm'd  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

649 

1  UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ! 
And  give  these  sacred  reliques  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  thedust  ! 


The  Burial  of  a  Believer.    L.  M. 


UP  HYMNS.  UP 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 
Invade  thy  bounds — no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  lovely  sleeper  here  ; 
And  angels  watch  his  soft  repose ! 

3  So  Jesus  slept — God's  dying  son 
Pass'd  thro'  the  grave,  and  bless'd  the  bed ! 
Rest  here,  fair  saint !  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade ! 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ; 
Attend,  O  Earth,  his  sovereign  word  ! 
Restore  thy  trust  a  glorious  form — 

He  must  ascend  to  meet  his  Lord  1 

%y  <3  \3  At  a  Sermon  on  Neic-  Year's  Day.    L.  M. 

1  UPHELD  by  thy  supporting  hand. 
We  pass,  O.Lord,  from  year  to  year ; 
And  still  we  meet  at  thy  command, 
And  seek  thy  gracious  presence  here. 

2  Oft  let  us  find  a  favoured  hour 
To  souls  in  Satan's  bondage  led  : 

Clothe  Thou  thy  Word  with  sovereign  power, 
To  break  the  rocks,  and  raise  the  dead ! 

3  Then  by  a  Saviour's  dying  love, 
To  every  wounded  heart  revealed, 
Temptations,  fears,  and  guilt  remove, 

And  be  their  Sun,  and  Strength,  and  Shield. 

4  Hear,  Lord,  our  prayer  !  and  give  us  hope, 
That  when  thy  voice  shall  call  us  home. 
Thou  still  wilt  raise  a  people  up, 

To  love  and  praise  Thee  in  our  room. 


VA  HYMNS.  VA 


%y  *3  J.  Christ,  and  him  Crucified.    P.  M. 

1  VAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good  ; 

Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ; 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego — 
All  thy  wealth,  and  all  thy  pride : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Turning  to  my  rest  again, 
The  Saviour  I  adore ; 

He  relieves  my  grief  and  pain, 
And  bids  me  weep  no  more: 

Rivers  of  salvation  flow 

From  his  head,  his  hands,  his  side : 

Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Him  to  know,  is  life  and  peace, 
And  pleasure  without  end  ; 

This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend, — 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 
Tn  his  favour  to  abide  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

\nd  Jesus  crucified, 


Vi 


HYMNS.  vl 


4  Him,  in  all  my  works.  I  seek. 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree  ', 
Only  of  his  love  I  speak 

Who  freely  died  for  me: 
While  I  sojourn  here  below 
Nothing  I  desire  beside ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 


14-22.  iii.  14-19.    P.  M. 


652 

1  VISIT,  Lord,  thy  habitation ! 

Breathe  thy  peace  on  all  therein ; 
Peace,  the  foretaste  of  salvation  ; 

Peace,  the  seal  of  cancelled  sm. 
Now  thy  love-infusing  Spirit 

Shed  on  every  heart  abroad  ; 
Raise,  through  thy  redeeming  mem. 

Slaves  of  sin,  to  Sons  ol  God, 

2  Prince  of  Peace,  be  ever  near  us 

Fix  in  every  heart  thy  home: 
In  this  sweet  communion  cheer  us, 

Quickly  let  thy  kingdom  come. 
Answer  all  our  expectation; 

Give  our  raptur'd  souls  to  prove 
Strong,  abiding  consolation, 

Heavenly,  everlasting  love. 


VI  HYMNS  \\. 

t>  t3  O    The  Dying  Christian  to  his  Soul.    P.  M. 

1  VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame! 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying. 
Oh  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying ! 
Cease,  fond  nature  !  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life  ! 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper — angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away !" 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirits,  draws  my  breath  ? — 
Tell  me,  my  soul !  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  ! — it  disappears  ! — 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes ! — my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring ! — 

Lend,  lend  your  wings !  I  mount !  I  fly  !- 
O  grave !  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  death !  where  is  thy  sting? 


w. 


£>  £T  /•        "  Ki?ig  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords  ! 


Rev.  xix.  1G.     7's. 


1  WAKE  the  song  of  Jubilee, 
Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea ! 
Now  is  come  the  promised  hour; 
Jesus  reigns  with  sovereign  power  ! 


WE  HYMNS.  WE 

2  All  ye  nations,  join  and  sing, 
Christ,  of  lords  and  kings,  is  King  ! 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Jesus  reigns  for  evermore  ! 

3  Now  the  desert  lands  rejoice  ; 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice ; 
Yea,  the  whole  creation  sings 
Jesus  is  the  Kino-  of  kings ! 


655 


Seeking  Relief.    C.  M. 


1  WE  come,  dear  Jesus,  to  thy  throne. 
To  open  all  our  grief; 

Now  send  thy  promised  mercy  down, 
And  grant  us  quick  relief. 

2  Ne'er  didst  thou  say  to  Jacob's  seed, 
"  Seek  ye  my  face  in  vain ;" 

And  canst  thou  now  deny  thine  aid, 
When  burden'd  souls  complain  % 

3  The  same  thy  pow'r,  thy  love  the  same, 
Unmoved  the  promise  shines  ; 

Eternal  truth  surrounds  thy  name, 
And  guards  the  precious  lines. 

4  Though  Satan  rage,  and  flesh  rebel. 
And  unbelief  arise, 

We'll  wait  around  his  footstool  still. 
For  Jesus  hears  our  cries. 
4f> 


WE  HYMNS.  WE 

0  *>  O  Epiphany.    L.  M. 

1  WE  sing  the  glorious  Morning-Star. 
Jesus,  the  spring  of  light  and  love : 
See  how  His  rays,  diffused  from  far, 
Conduct  us  to  the  realms  above ! 

2  Those  cheering  beams,  spread  wide  abroad. 
Point  out  the  troubled  Christian's  way : 
Still,  as  he  goes,  he  finds  the  road 
Enlightened  with  a  constant  day — 

3  As,  when  the  Eastern  sages  bring 
Their  royal  gifts,  a  star  appears ; 
Directs  them  to  their  new-born  King, 

And  guides  their  steps,  and  calms  their  fears. 

£*  ff  W  God  forbid  that  I  should  Glory,  save  in  the 
\J*J  §  Cross.    Gal.  vi.  14.  L.  M. 

1  WE  sing  the  praise  of  Him  who  died, 
Of  Him  who  died  upon  the  cross ; 

The  sinner's  hope  let  men  deride, 
For  this  we  count  the  world  but  loss. 

2  Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see, 
In  shining  letters,  "  God  is  love  ;" 

He  bears  our  sins  upon  the  tree, 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

3  The  cross  !  it  takes  our  guilt  away 
It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up ; 

It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day. 
And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup. 


WE  HYMNS.  WE 

4  It  makes  the  coward  spirit  brave, 
And  nerves  the  feeble  arm  for  fight ; 

It  takes  its  terror  from  the  grave, 

And  gilds  the  bed  of  death  with  light. 

5  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  wo, 
The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love  ; 

The  sinner's  refuge  here  below, 

The  angel's  theme  in  heaven  above. 

4^  PT  O  He  icas  Lost  and  is  Found.    Luke  xv.  24. 

t>  3  o  p.  m. 

1  WE  were  lost,  but  God  has  found  us, 
God,  who  seeks  and  saves  the  lost ; 

Let  us  pray  for  those  around  us, 

Thousands  by  the  world  engrossed  ; 
Though  they  seem  from  God  to  fly, 
God  has  power  to  bring  them  nigh. 

2  Lord,  behold  the  sinner  wand'ring 
Far  from  thee,  and  far  from  peace ; 

All  his  precious  substance  squand'ring 

In  pursuit  of  earthly  bliss  ; 
Show  him,  Lord,  that  none  can  be 
Truly  blest  till  brought  to  thee  ! 

3  Let  thy  word  go  forth  with  power, 
Spread  abroad  "  the  joyful  sound," 

O !  our  Light,  our  Strength,  our  Tower, 

Make  thy  glory  known  around  ; 
Let  the  truth's  resistless  force 
Stop  the  sinner  in  his  course. 


WE  HYMNS.  \VK 

4  Of  their  master's  honour  jealous, 
Let  thy  people  plead  thy  cause, 

In  thy  service  bold  and  zealous, 

Let  them  scorn  the  world's  applause ; 

Whether  men  approve  or  blame, 

Let  them  own  thy  glorious  name. 

%y  *3  *3  Christ  our  Advocate.    P.  M. 

1  WEARY  of  wandering  from  my  God, 
And  now  made  willing  to  return, 

I  hear,  and  bow  me  to  the  rod, 

For  him,  not  without  hope,  I  mourn : 

1  have  an  advocate  above, 

A  friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  O  Jesus,  full  of  pardoning  grace, 
More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  sin, 

Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face, 

Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in, 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithless  sinner  still. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 
My  fallen  spirit  to  restore; 

O  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 

Forgive,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more, 
The  ruins  of  my  soul  repair, 
And  make  my  heart  a  house  of  prayer. 

4  The  stone  to  flesh  again  convert, 
The  veil  of  sin  once  more  remove : 

Sprinkle  thy  blood  upon  my  heart, 
And  melt  it  with  thy  dying  love: 


WE  HYMNS.  WE 

This  rebel  heart  by  love  subdue, 
And  make  it  soft,  and  make  it  new. 

5  Give  to  mine  eyes  refreshing  tears, 
And  kindle  my  relent  ings  now, 

Fill  all  my  soul  with  filial  fears, 

To  thy  sweet  yoke  my  spirit  bow. 
Bend  by  thy  grace,  O  bend,  or  break 
The  iron  sinew  in  my  neck. 

6  Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 
That  trembles  at  th'  approach  of  sin, 

A  godly  fear  of  sin  impart, 

Implant  and  root  it  deep  within, 
That  I  may  dread  thy  gracious  power. 
And  never  dare  offend  thee  more. 

£*  £Jt  f\  A-n&  ?IS  sai(h  Come  in  thou  Blessed  of  the 
ODU  Lord.    Gen.  xxiv.  31.     P.M. 

1  WELCOME  hither,  friends  beloved, 
Ye,  to  whom  onr  Lord  is  dear ; 

They  who  are  by  him  approved, 

Ever  shall  be  welcome  here  : 
'Tis  our  privilege  to  know 
Those  who  serve  our  Lord  below. 

2  Welcome,  brethren,  welcome  hither, 
In  our  Saviour's  name  we  meet ; 

While  we  now  remain  together, 
May  our  fellowship  be  sweet : 
We  will  speak  of  things  above, 
All  our  theme  a  Saviour's  love. 
45* 


WE  HYMNS.  WE 

3  Thanks  to  Him,  by  whose  permission. 
We  can  meet  without  alarm ; 

Free  from  human  opposition, 

Saved  from  ev'ry  hostile  arm : 
Though  our  foes  are  all  around, 
Jesus  makes  our  peace  abound. 

4  'Tis  to  Him  we  owe  our  treasure, 
All  we  have,  and  hope  to  have ; 

Come,  ye  saints,  unite  with  pleasure. 

Sing  of  Jesus,  strong  to  save : ' 
Join  the  happy  hosts  above, 
Celebrate  the  God  of  love. 

fifi  ~1  Not  t0  me  onh/> hiit  to  QM  them  also  that  Love 
t30  JL        his  Appearing.    2  Tim.  iv.  8.     P.  M. 

1  WELCOME  sight!  the  Lord  descending! 
Jesus  in  the  clouds  appears ; 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  comes,  intending 

Now  to  dry  his  people's  tears. 
Lo  !  the  Saviour  come  to  reign  ; 
Welcome  to  his  waiting  train. 

2  Long  they  mourned  their  absent  Master ; 
Long  they  felt,  like  men  forlorn ; 

Bid  the  seasons  fly  still  faster, 

While  they  sighed  for  his  return : 
Lo  !  the  period  comes  at  last ; 
All  their  sorrows  now  are  past. 

3  Now  from  home  no  longer  banished, 
They  are  going  to  their  rest ; 

Though  the  heavens  and  earth  have  vanish'd, 
With  their  Lord  they  shall  be  blest : 


WE  HYMNS.  WE 

Blest  with  him  his  saints  shall  be ; 
Blest  throughout  eternity ! 

|  4  Happy  people  !  grace  unbounded. 

Grace  alone  exalts  you  thus  : 
Be  ashamed,  and  be  confounded  ; 

Sing  for  ever — "  Not  to  us, 
"  Not  to  us  be  glory  given ; 
■  Glory  to  the  God  of  heaven!" 

4f*  4f*  r>        And  (he  Truth  shall  make  you-  1 
OO/^  John  viii.  32.    7's. 

1  WELCOME  news  the  Gospel  things, 
Welcome  news  from  heaven  above. 

Tidings  from  the  King  of  kings, 
Tidings  full  of  grace  and  love  ! 

2  O,  ye  sons  of  men,  give  ear  ! 
Listen  to  "  the  joyful  sound.'* 

Better  news  ye  cannot  hear  : 
In  the  Gospel  truth  is  found. 

3  Truth,  that  makes  the  simple  wise. 
Truth,  on  which  the  hungry  feed. 

Truth,  the  minister  of  joys. 

Truth,  that  makes  us  free  indeed. 

4  Welcome  news  the  Gospel  brings, 
Welcome  to  the  poor  and  vile, 

Gladdened  by  these  glorious  things, 
Guilt  and  poverty  may  smile. 


SVU  HYMNS.  \VH 

buJ  On  Spring.     7>a. 

1  WHAT  a  change  has  taken  place  ! 
Emblem  .of  the  spring  of  Grace  ! 
How  the  soul  in  winter  mourns, 

Till  the  Lord,  her  sun,  returns ; 
Till  the  Spirit's  gentle  rain 
Bids  the  heart  revive  again  ! 
Then  the  stone  is  turned  to  flesh, 
Then  each  Grace  buds  forth  afresh. 

2  Lord,  afford  a  spring  to  me  ! 
Let  me  feel  like  what  I  see  ; 
Oh  !  beloved  Saviour,  haste, 
Tell  me  all  the  storms  are  past:— 
On  thy  garden  deign  to  smile, 
Raise  the  plants,  enrich  the  soil : 
Soon  thy  presence  will  restore 
Life  to  what  seemed  dead  before. 

3  Then  conduct  me  to  that  home. 
Whither  changes  never  come; 
Where  thy  saints  no  winter  fear, 
Where  'tis  spring  throughout  the  year  ; 
Where  the  flowers  unlading  blow. 
And  the  living  waters  flow; 

Where  no  chilling  blasts  annoy. 
.All  is  love,  and  bloom,  and  joy. 


664 


Saints  in  Heaven.    7's. 


I  WHAT  are  these  in  bright  arraj 
This  innumerable  throng, 


WH  HYMNS.  \VH 

Round  the  altar,  night  and  day, 
Tuning  their  triumphant  song  ? 
— "  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  once  slain, 
Blessing,  honour,  glory,  power. 
Wisdom,  riches  to  obtain, 
New  dominion,  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod ; 
These  from  great  affliction  came : 
Now  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Sealed  with  his  eternal  name, 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 
Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 
More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown, 
On  immortal  fruits  they  feed ; 
Them,  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 
Shall  to  living  fountains  lead : 

Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs, 
Perfect  love  dispels  their  fears, 
And  for  ever,  from  their  eyes, 
God  shall  wipe  away  all  tears. 

£~*  £*  fET     "  Hosanna  to  the  So?i  of  David."    Matt, 
OUJ  xxi.  9—11.  15,  16.     L.  M. 

1  WHAT  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 
Which  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains  ? 
What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still, 
Sweetly  resound  from  Zion'a  hill  ? 


VVH  HYMNS.  WH  | 

2  Lo !  'tis  an  infant  chorus  sings, 
Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kings : 

The  Saviour  comes  !  and  babes  proclaim 
Salvation,  sent  in  Jesu's  Name. 

3  Nor  these  alone  their  voice  shall  raise 
For  we  will  join  this  song  of  praise  ; 
Still  Israel's  children  forward  press 

To  hail  the  Lord  their  Righteousness. 

4  Messiah's  Name  shall  joy  impart 
Alike  to  Jew  and  Gentile  heart : 
He  bled  for  us,  he  bled  for  you, 
And  we  will  sing  Hosanna  too. 

5  Proclaim  Hosannas  loud  and  clear  5 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear  ! 
Glory  and  praise  on  earth  be  given  ; 
Hosanna  in  the  highest  heaven ! 

f*  f*  f*  Behold  what  manner  of  Love  the  Father  hath 
\j\y  Vf    bestowed  upon  us,  fyc.  1  John  iii.  1.  L.  M. 

1  WHAT  love  is  this  the  Father  shows 
To  us  who  once  appeared  his  foes  ; 
That  spared  so  long,  and  now  forgiven, 
We  should  become  the  heirs  of  heaven  1 

2  Our  Father  is  not  known  on  earth, 
And  any  who  derive  their  birth  t 
From  him,  are  like  himself  unknown : 
The  world  will  know  and  love  its  own. 

3  We  ask  not  for  the  world's  applause, 
The  world  that  hates  our  Master's  cause  ; 
As  he  was,  so  we  wish  to  be, 

Not  more  esteemed  and  loved  than  he. 


\WH  HYMNS.  WH 

I  The  sons  of  God,  our  title  here  ; 
tt  does  not,  cannot  yet  appear 
What  God  our  Father  will  bestow 
On  those  whom  he  adopts  below. 

5  But  this  we  know,  nor  more  is  given, 
That  when  the  Saviour  comes  from  heav'n. 
They  shall  be  like  him,  who  are  his, 

For  they  shall  see  him  as  he  is. 

6  They  who  from  God  derive  their  birth 
Cannot  like  others  cleave  to  earth  ; 
Their  hope  an  influence  imparts, 

That  warms  and  purifies  their  hearts. 

\313  /  Heaven  Glorious.     L.  M. 

1  WHAT  love,  what  pleasure,  what  surprise 
Shall  fill  th'  enraptured  heirs  of  heaven, 
j  The  day  the  Saviour  meets  their  eyes, 
The  day  the  promised  rest  is  given  1 
[  2  Their  love  is  kindled  here  below, 

The  author  of  their  hope  they  love  ; 
A  purer,  brighter  flame  will  glow 
In  yonder  glorious  world  above. 

3  Of  pleasure  too  they  taste  below, 
But  pleasure  not  unmixed  with  pain  ; 

In  yonder  world  'twill  not  be  so, 
For  there  no  sorrow  will  remain. 

4  And  if  obscure  and  transient  views 

Of  heavenly  things  yield  such  surprise, 
What  wonder  must  the  sight  produce, 
When  God  appears  before  their  eyes  !• 


WH  HYMNS,  Wil 

5  O  joyful  sight !  O  glorious  day  ! 

When  God  the  Saviour  shall  be  seen, 
When  earthly  things  shall  pass  away, 

And  heaven's  unchanging  state  begin ! 

V*V>C?     Despair  Sinful    Job  xxxiii.  24.    L.  M. 

1  WHAT  mean  these  jealousies  and  fears  ? 
As  if  the  Lord  was  loth  to  save  ; 

Or  loved  to  see  us  drenched  in  tears, 
Or  sink  with  sorrow  to  the  grave. 

2  Does  he  want  slaves  to  grace  his  throne  ? 
Or  rules  lie  with  an  iron  rod? 

Loves  he  the  deep  despairing  groan? 

Is  he  a  tyrant,  or  a  God  ? 

*A  Not  all  the  sins  which  we  have  wrought. 

So  much  his  tender  bowels  grieve, 

As  this  unkind,  injurious  thought. 

That  he's  unwilling  to  forgive. 

4  What  though  our  crimes  are  black  as  night . 
Or  glowing  like  the  crimson  morn? 
Immanuel's  blood  will  make  them  white 

As  snow,  through  the  pure  ether  borne. 

5  Lord,  'tis  amazing  grace  we  own, 
And  well  may  rebel-worms  surprise  : — 
But,  was  not  thy  incarnate  Son 

A  most  amazing  sacrifice  ? 
0  "  I've  found  a  ransom,"  saith  the  Lord. 
"  No  humble  penitent  shall  die ;" 
Lord,  we  would  now  believe  thy  word. 
And  thy  unbounded  mercies  try 


■'WH  HYMNS.  WH 

i^ftCk  The  Gospel  is  the  Power  of  God  to  Salva 
UOH  tion.    Rom.  i,  16.     L.  M. 

1  WHAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 
That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  wo  ? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind? 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  nature  fit  for  heaven  ? 

Can  souls,  all  o'er  defiled  with  sin, 

Make  their  own  pow'rs  and  passions  clean  '? 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh ; 
'Tis  there  that  pow'r  and  glory  dwell, 
Which  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word,, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines, 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines  ; 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

6  Should  vile  blasphemers,  with  disdain, 
Pronounce  the  truth  of  Jesus  vain, 
We'll  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame. 
And  sing  and  triumph  in  his  name. 

40 


WH  HYMNS.  WH! 


SdJ- Examination.    Gal.  iv.  19,20.  L.  M- 


670 

1  WHAT  strange  perplexities  arise  ; 
What  anxious  fear  and  jealousies! 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear : 
How  few,  alas  !  approved  and  clear  ! 

2  And  what  am  I  ? — My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take  : 
Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear. 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear ? 

3  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear  1 
Is  Jesus  form'd  and  living  there? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 
In  thought,  and  word,  and  action,  shine? 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  O  search  me  still ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal ; 
My  fears  remove :  let  me  appear 
To  God,  and  my  own  conscience,  clear. 

5  Scatter  the  clouds,  which  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terror  spread ; 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 
And,  to  myself,  myself  display. 

6  May  I  at  that  blest  world  arrive, 
Where  Chrisl  through  all  my  soul  shall  live.! 
And  give  full  proof  that,  he  is  there. 
Without  one  gloomy  dcHibt  or  fear. 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 


671 


Exhortation  to  Prayer.    L.  M. 


1  WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet. 
In  coming  to  a  mercy  seat ! 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  with- 

draw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love. 
Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian  armour  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles,  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  While  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide. 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  ;* 

But  when  through  weariness  they  failed. 
That  moment  Amalek  prevailed. 

5  Have  you  no  wTords  1  All,  think  again. 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creatures  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent , 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent ; 

Your  cheerful  gong  would  oft'ner  be/ 
•  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  mo." 

*  Exod,  xrii.  1}. 


WH  HYMNS  \VH 


Behold,  the  Lord  cometh.     Jude  14.  P.  M 


672 

1  WHAT  were  Sinai's  awful  wonders, 
To  the  wonders  of  that  day, 

When  a  voice,  like  many  thunders, 
Shall  be  heard  from  heaven  to  say. 

Come  to  judgment ! 
Lo !  the  Judge  is  on  his  way. 

2  Lo !  he  comes,  the  Lord  from  heaven. 
He  who  bore  the  cross  below  : 

AH  the  pow'r  to  him  is  given, 
He  appears  in  glory  now ; 

Great  his  glory  ! 
Ev'ry  knee  to  him  shall  bow. 

3  See  !  the  nations  all  assembling, 
Stand  before  the  Saviour's  throne ;  * 

Thousands  at  his  presence  trembling  ; 
Hope  extinguished,  pleasures  gone 

Calling,  seeking* 
For  relief,  and  finding  none. 

4  But  his  people,  they  who  knew  him, 
And  on  earth  his  name  confessed, 

These  the  Saviour  welcomes  to  him, 
These  he  makes  supremely  blest : 

Sweet  their  portion  ! 
Theirs  an  everlasting  rest. 

f>  4  O    The  Glorious  Gospel.    1  Tim.  i.  11.    C.  M. 

i   WHAT  wisdom,  majesty,  and  grace. 
Through  nil  the  gospel  shine! 


WH  HYMNS  WH 

'Tis  God  that  speaks,  and  we  confess 
The  doctrine  most  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  starry  throne  on  high 
Th5  almighty  Saviour  comes  ; 

Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
And  feeble  fiesh  assumes. 

3  The  mighty  debt  that  sinners  owed, 
Upon  the  cross  lie  pays : 

Then  through  the  clouds  ascends  to  God, 
Midst  shouts  of  loftiest  praise. 

4  There  he,  our  great  High  Priest,  appears, 
Before  his  Father's  throne ; 

Mingles  his  merit  with  our  tears, 
And  pours  salvation  doAvn. 

5  Great  God,  with  rev'rence  we  adore 
Thy  justice  and  thy  grace : 

x\nd  on  thy  faithfulness  and  power. 
Our  firm  dependance  place. 

f>  #  4"  Tlie  Fall,  an d  its  Effects.    C.  M. 

1  WHEN  Adam  sinned,  through  all  his  race 
The  dire  contagion  spread : 

Sickness  and  death,  and  deep  disgrace. 
Sprang  from  our  fallen  head. 

2  Satan,  in  strong  and  heavy  chains, 
Binds  the  deluded  soul ; 

And  every  furious  passion  reigns, 
Without  the  least  control. 

3  From  God  and  happiness  we  fly. 
To  earth  and  sense  confined  • 

46* 


VFH  HYMNS.  YVIi 

Lost  in  a  maze  of  misery, 
Yet  to  our  misery  blind. 

4  Whene'er  the  man  begins  his  race, 
The  criminal  appears ; 

And  evil  habits  keep  their  pace 
With  our  increasing  years. 

5  Corruption  flows  through  all  our  veins, 
Our  moral  beauty's  gone  ; 

The  gold  is  fled,  the  dross  remains, 
O  sin,  what  hast  thou  done  ? 

(5  Jesus,  reveal  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

And  draAV  our  souls  to  Thee  ; 
Thou  art  the  only  hiding  place. 

Where  ruined  souls  can  flee. 

\Jt  4   <&  Support  in  Death.     C.  M. 

1  WHEN  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life. 
My  trembling  soul  shall  stand  ; 

Waiting  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 
Great  God,  at  thy  command  ; 

2  When  weeping  friends  surround  my  bed, 
And  close  my  sightless  eyes  ; 

When  laden  with  the  weight  of  years, 
This  broken  body  lies  : 

3  When  every  long-loved  scene  of  life. 
Stands  ready  to  depart  ; 

When  the  last  sigh  that  shakes  the  frame, 
Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart : 


YYH  HYMNS,  WH 

4  O  thou  great  Source  of  joy  supreme. 
Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 

Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave  ! 

5  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand, 
Beneath  my  sinking  head  ; 

And  let  a  beam  of  love  divine, 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

6  Leaning  on  thy  dear  faithful  breast. 
May  I  resign  my  breath ; 

And  in  thy  soft  embraces  lose 
"  The  bitterness  of  death  !" 

\3  4  \3        Faith  in  the  Promise  of  God.     C.  M. 

1  WHEN  floods  of  grief  assault  the  mind, 
And  o'er  the  conscience  roll, 

Where  shall  the  mourner  comfort  find, 
To  sooth  his  troubled  soul  ? 

2  Lord,  Thou  hast  said,  "  Seek  ye  my  face 
And  shall  we  seek  in  vain  ? 

And  will  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deaf,  when  we  complain ? 

3  Ah  !  no :  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Attends  the  mourner's  prayer ; 

The  mourner  always  finds  a  place 
To  breathe  his  sorrows  there. 

4  Thy  Spirit  heals  the  troubled  soul. 
With  guilty  fears  oppress'd  ; 

Thy  Spirit  makes  the  wounded  whole. 
And  givos  the  wearv  rest. 


VVH  HYMNS.  WH 

5  The  saints  who  now  behold  thy  face, 
Were  sinners  once,  as  we  ; 

Then  why  should  we  distrust  thy  grace. 
Since  grace  has  made  them  free  ? 

6  O  for  a  heart  to  trust  the  Lord, 
Who  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ! 

For  faith,  to  claim  that  gracious  word, 
"  Sinner !  depart  in  peace  !" 

1)77  Imitation  of  Christ     L.  M. 

1  WHEN  from  the  glorious  realms  of  day. 
On  wings  of  love,  the  Saviour  flew, 

He  walked  through  mercy's  heavenly  way. 
And  bade  the  world  his  steps  pursue. 

2  The  blind,  the  lame,  his  pow'r  confessed  : 
The  dumb  broke  forth  in  grateful  strains ;. 

He  gave  the  wearied  spirit  rest, 

And  loosed  the  prisoner  from  his  chains. 

3  And  shall  not  they  whose  lips  resound 
The  matchless  deeds  the  Saviour  wrought. 

Like  him  in  charity  abound. 
And  practice  what  his  goodness  taught 7 

4  Ye  who  his  grace  so  freely  share, 
Your  willing  aid  as  freely  give  ; 

Your  lively  faith  and  love  declare, 
And  in  his  sacred  precepts  live. 

5  Honour  your  Saviour,  speak  his  praise; 
By  acts  of  love  his  grace  proclaim  : 

Sweet  anthems  to  his  glory  raise, 
And  in  hosannas  sound  his  name. 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 


Law  and  Gospel    Phil.  iii.  7—10.    C.  M. 


678 

1  WHEN  from  the  precepts  to  the  cross 
The  humble  sinner  turns  ; 

His  brightest  deeds  he  counts  but  dross, 
And  o'er  his  vileness  mourns. 

2  God,  on  the  table  of  his  heart, 
Inscribes  his  love  and  fear ; 

He  loves  the  law  in  ev'ry  part, 
But  takes  no  refuge  there. 

3  Thus  gospel,  law,  and  justice  too, 
Conspire  to  set  him  free : 

Reflect,  my  soul,  admire  and  view, 
What  God  hath  done  for  thee, 

£*  ^Ck  Christ  a  Refuge  from  7'rouble, 

X>  4  \3  Heb.  iv.  15.    8's. 

1  WHEN  gathering  clouds  around  I  view. 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  Him  I  lean,  who  not  in  vain 
Experienced  every  human  pain ; 

He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  virtue's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do  ; 

Still  he  who  felt  temptation's  power 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

11  If  wounded  love  my  bosom  swell, 
Deceived  by  those  I  prized  too  well 
He  shall  his  pitying  aid  bestow, 
Who  felt  on  earth  severer  wo ; 
At  once  betrayed,  denied,  or  fled, 
By  all  that  shared  his  daily  bread. 

4  When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise. 
And  sore  dismayed  my  spirit  dies  ; 

Yet  He  who  once  vouchsafed  to  bear 
The  sickening  anguish  of  despair, 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  si  rail  gently  dry, 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 

5  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend. 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 

And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile. 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while; 
Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

6  And  O,  when  I  have  safely  past 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last. 
Still,  still  unchanging  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed — for  thou  hast  died  ; 
Then  point  t<>  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

boU  The  Throne  of  Grace.  1  Sam.  1.10.   G's  &  8's. 

1   WHEN  Hannah,  pressed  with  grief. 
Poured  forth  her  soul  in  prayer: 
She  quickly  found  relief, 
\iv\  lell  her  burden  there: 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

Like  her,  in  ev'ry  trying  case, 

Let  us  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

2  Though  men  and  devils  rage, 
And  threaten  to  devour ; 

The  saints,  from  age  to  age, 

Are  safe  from  all  their  power ; 
Fresh  strength  they  gain  to  run  their  race, 
By  waiting  at  the  throne  of  grace ! 

3  Numbers  before  have  tried, 
And  found  the  promise  true ; 
Nor  one  been  yet  denied, 
Then  why  should  I  or  you  ? 

Let  us  by  faith  their  footsteps  trace, 
And  hasten  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

£*  O  -|     Confidence  in  Jews.    Psalm  lxxiii.  26,  <&c 

1  WHEN  in  the  hours  of  lonely  wo, 

1  give  my  sorrows  leave  to  flow, 
And  anxious  fear,  and  dark  distrust, 
Weigh  down  my  spirit  to  the  dust : 

2  When  not  e'en  friendship's  gentle  aid 
Can  heal  the  wounds  the  world  has  made, 
O  this  shall  check  each  rising  sigh, 
That  Jesus  is  for  ever  nigh. 

3  His  counsels  and  upholding  care 
My  safety  and  my  comfort  are  ; 
And  he  shall  guide  me  all  my  day^. 
Till  glory  crown  the  work  of  grace. 

4  Jesus  !  in  whom  but  thee  above 
Can  I  repose  my  trust,  my  love  ? 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

And  shall  an  earthly  object,  be 
Lov'd  in  comparison  with  Thee  ? 

5  My  flesh  is  hastening  to  decay. 
Soon  shall  the  world  have  past  away ; 
And  what  can  mortal  friends  avail, 
When  heart,  and  strength,  and  life  shall  fail? 

6  But  Oh !  be  thou,  my  Saviour,  nigh, 
And  I  will  triumph  while  I  die ; 

My  strength,  my  portion  is  divine, 
And  Jesus  is  for'  ever  mine. 

%y  O  &  Crucifixion  to  the  World.  Gal.  vi.  14.  L.  M. 

1  WHEN  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 

And,  mourning,  weep  o'er  all  my  pride, 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  bend,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down! 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  moot ; 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 

Love,  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


WH  HYMNS,  WH 

UOO       Light  Shining  in  Darkness.    L.  M. 

1  WHEN  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 

A  fiery  pillar  went  before ; 

Their  guide  by  night  through  all  the  waste. 
S  From  Egypt  quite  to  Canaan's  shore. 
I  2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God, 

'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given ; 

It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 
;  And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven,        - 

3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 

And  quickens  its  inactive  powers  ; 

Sets  all  our  wandering  footsteps  right. 

Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 
I  4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts, 
I  Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true ; 
i  Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts 
I  Yields  comfort  and  instruction  too. 

5  Ye  Christian  lands  who  have  this  word, 

Ye  saints  who  feel  its  saving  power, 

Your  efforts  join  with  one  accord, 

To  send  it  forth  to  every  shore. 

/JQJ      Christ's  Resurrection  a  pledge  of  ours. 
OOT  ICor.  xv.  20.    L.M. 

1  WHEN  I  the  empty  grave  survey, 
Where  once  my  Saviour  deigned  to  lie; 
I  see  fulfilled  what  prophets  say, 
And  all  the  power  of  death  defy : 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

2  This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquered  death : 
Sweet  pledge  that  all  who  trust  his  name, 
Shall  rise,  and  draw  immortal  breath. 

3  Our  surety  freed,  declares  us  free, 
For  whose  offences  he  was  seiz'd : 
In  his  release,  our  own  we  see, 

And  shout  to  view  Jehovah  pleased, 

4  Jesus,  once  numbered  with  the  dead, 
Unseals  his  eyes  to  sleep  no  more ; 
And  ever  lives  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

5  Then,  though  in  dust  we  lay  our  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
Our  flesh  for  ever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

£j*  O  £T  To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain, 

Y>0*J  Phil.  i.  21.    7's. 

1  WHEN  I  tread  the  mortal  vale, 
Where  the  shades  of  death  prevail, 
Saviour,  guide  my  trembling  feet, 
Through  this  last,  this  still  retreat; 
Let  thy  glory  chase  it's  gloom, 
Light  the  feeble  traveller  home, 
Never  leave  me  till  I  stand 

Safe  in  yonder  heavenly  land 

2  When  I  bow  my  sinking  head, 
Seeking  rest  among  the  dead ; 
When  my  pulses  throbbing  slow 

.  Tell  the  tide  of  life  runs  low : 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

Hear  me,  my  Almighty  Friend, 

Watch,  sustain  me,  to  the  end, 

Smiling  through  my  dying  tears, 

I  will  then  dismiss  my  fears. 

3  Thee,  Redeemer,  I  pursue, 

All  life's  weary  journey  through, 

Other  interests  I  resign, 

Only  tell  me  Thou  art  mine ; 

And  when  mortal  agonies 

Break  my  heartstrings,  glaze  mine  eyes. 

Let  me  but  this  prize  obtain 

I  shall  prove — "  to  die  is  gain." 

#*  O  £*  Poor  Children  recalling  Christ's  Example 
UOO  and  his  Love.    CM. 

1  WHEN  Jesus  left  his  Father's  throne. 
He  chose  an  humble  birth ; 

Like  us,  unhonoured  and  unknown, 
He  came  to  dwell  on  earth. 

2  Like  Him,  may  we  be  found  below 
In  wisdom's  paths  of  peace ; 

Like  Him,  in  grace  and  knowledge  grow, 
As  years  and  strength  increase. 

3  Jesus  passed  by  the  rich  and  great, 
For  men  of  low  degree ; 

He  sanctified  our  parents'  state, 
For  poor  like  them  was  He. 

4  Sweet  were  his  words,  and  kind  his  look, 
When  mothers  round  Him  pressed  ; 

Their  infants  in  his  arms  He  took, 
^nd  on  his  bosom  blessed. 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

5  Safe  from  the  world's  alluring  harms, 
Beneath  his  watchful  eye, 

Thus  in  the  circle  of  his  arms. 
May  we  for  ever  lie  ! 

6  When  Jesus  into  Salem  rode, 
The  children  sang  aloud  ; 

For  joy  they  pluck'd  the  palms,  and  strowed 
Their  garments  on  the  ground. 

7  Hosanna,  our  glad  voices  raise, 
Hosanna  to  our  King ; 

Should  we  forget  our  Saviour's  praise, 
The  stones  themselves  would  sing. 

8  Help  us,  O  Lord  !  to  love  thy  Name ! 
That  Name  divinely  sweet, 

Let  every  pulse  through  life  proclaim, 
And  our  last  breath  repeat ! 

£j*  O  W    Praise  out  of  the  mouth  of  Babes.    Matt. 
\>0  4  xxi.  15,16.     C.  M. 

1  WHEN  Jesus  to  the  temple  came, 
The  voice  of  praise  was  heard  ; 

The  very  children  owned  his  claim. 
And  in  his  train  appeared. 

2  Hosannas  made  the  temple  ring 
For  many  tongues  agreed  ; 

Hosanna  to  the  heavenly  King ! 
To  David's  promised  seed  ! 

3  When  some  would  have  rebuked  their  zeal, 
Thou,  Lord,  the  thought  didst  check : 

c:  If  they  were  hardened,  stones  would  feel ; 
'  If  silent,  stones  would  speak." 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

4  O  let  those  scenes  be  now  renewed. 
Let  children  lisp  thy  praise  ! 

Thou  art  as  powerful  and  as  good. 
As  in  the  former  days. 

5  Work,  Lord,  on  all  our  children's  hearts, 
For  this  will  loose  their  tongues ; 

The  love  which  heavenly  truth  impart-. 
Will  animate  their  songs. 

b00  Star  of  Bethlehem.    Matt  ii.  10.     L.  M.  D 

1  WHEN  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain 
The  glitt'ring  host  bestud  the  sky ; 

One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 
Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks 
From  ev'ry  host,  from  ey'ry  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks  ; — 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem ! 

2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud — the  night  was  dark — 
The  ocean  yawned — and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  found'ring  bark : 
Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 
Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem, 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose — 
It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

3  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all — 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 

And  through  the  storm  and  dangers'  thrall 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

tr 


Wll  HYMNS.  WH 

Now  safely  moored — my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem: 
For  ever,  and  for  evermore. 
The  star  ! — the  star  of  Bethlehem  ! 


Christian  Peace.    C.  M. 


689 

1  WHEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 
And  mourns  the  present,  pain, 

How  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain  ! 

2  'Tis  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise. 
And  dread  a  Fathers  will; 

'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still. 

3  It.  is  that  heaven-taught  faith  surveys. 
The  patli  to  realms  of  light ; 

And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 

And  lose  herself  in  sight. 
1  It  is  that  hope  with  ardour  glows, 

To  see  Him  face  to  face, 
Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows 

Sufficient  art  to  trace. 
5  It  is  that  harassed  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin  ; 
Sees,  though  afar,  the  hand  that  heals, 

And  ends  her  war  within. 
(5  Oh  !  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  wo  and  care; 
And  soar  beyond  these  realms  of  night, 

My  Saviours  bliss  to  share 


VVH  HYMNS,  WH 

0*^0  Sickness.    Ps.  xli.  3.    S's. 

1  WHEN  pining  sickness  wastes  the  frame, 
Acute  disease  and  weakening  pain ; 

When  life  fast  spends  her  feeble  flame, 
And  all  the  help  of  man  is  vain  : 

Joyless  and  dark  ail  things  appear, 
Languid  the  spirits,  weak  the  flesh : 

Med'cines  can't  ease,  nor  cordials  cheer. 
Nor  lood  support,  nor  sleep  refresh. 

2  O  !  then  to  have  recourse  to  God, 
To  pray  to  him  in  time  of  need ; 

To  feel  the  balm  of  Jesus'  blood, 
This  is  to  find  a  friend  indeed. 

0  Christian  !  this  thy  happy  lot, 
Who  cleavest  to  the  Lord  by  faith : 

He'll  never  lerLve  thee,  doubt  it  not, 
In  pain,  in  sickness,  or  in  death. 

3  When  Mesh  and  heart  decays  and  fails. 
He  will  thy  strength  and  portion  be, 

Support  thy  weakness,  bear  thy  ails, 
And  softly  whisper,  "  Trust  in  me." 

Himself  shall  be  thy  tender  friend, 
Thy  kind  physician  and  thy  stay, 

To  make  thy  bed  will  condescend, 
And  chase  thy  falling  tears  away. 

vJl  Daily  Prayer.    S's. 

1  WHEN  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit. 
Thy  Book  be  my  companion  still : 


WH  HYMNS.  \V!l 

My  joy,  thy  sayings  to  repeat, 
Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will, 

And  search  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  every  heart-felt  word  he  mine. 

2  O  may  the  gracious  words  divine. 
Subject  ol^  all  my  converse  be : 

So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join, 
And  walk  and  talk  himself  with  me: 
So  shall  my  heart  his  presence  prove. 
And  burn  with  everlasting  _ove. 

3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 

0  may  the  reconciling  word 
Sweetly  compose  my  weary  breast  1 
While  on  the  bosom  of  my  Lord, 

1  sink  in  blissful  dreams  away, 
And  visions  of  eternal  day. 

4  Rising  to  sing  my  Saviour's  praiaf . 
Thee  may  I  publish  all  day  long; 
And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 
Flow  from  my  heart,  and  fdl  my  tongue; 
Fill  all  my  life  with  purest  love, 

And  join  me  to  the  church  above. 

C>0?5  Mgkt.    L.  M 

1  WHEN  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie, 
Still  courting  sleep,  which  still  will  fly. 
Then  shall  reflection's  brighter  power 
Illume  the  lone  and  midnight  hour. 

2  Ifhush'd  the  breeze  and  calm  the  tide. 
Soft  will  the  stream  of  memory  glide, 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

And  all  the  past,  a  gentle  train, 
Waked  by  remembrance,  live  again. 

3  Perhaps  that  anxious  friend  I  trace, 
Beloved  till  life's  last  throb  shall  cease, 
Whose  voice  first  taught  a  Saviour's  worth, 
A  future  bliss  unknown  on  earth. 

4  His  faithful  counsel,  tender  care, 
Unwearied  love,  and  humble  prayer ; 

0  these  still  claim  the  grateful  tear, 
And  all  my  drooping  courage  cheer ! 

5  If  loud  the  wind,  the  tempest  high, 
And  darkness  wraps  the  sullen  sky, 

1  muse  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
And  sigh,  O  Lord,  to  come  to  Thee. 

6  Toss'd  on  the  deep  and  swelling  wave, 
O  mark  my  trembling  soul  and  save ; 
Give  to  my  view  that  harbour  near, 
Where  Thou  wilt  chase  each  grief  and  fear  ! 


Who  may  abide  his  Coming.  Mai.  iii.  2.  C.  M. 


693 

1  WHEN  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 

1  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 

Oh  !  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

2  E'en  now,  while  pardon  may  be  found* 
And  mercy  may  be  sought, 

My  frame  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the.  thought. 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

3  When  Thou,  0  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclosed 
In  majesty  severe, 

And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul — 
Oh  !  how  shall  I  appear  1 

4  But  Thou  hast  told  the  contrite  heart 
To  cease  her  loud  lament, 

Since  Christ  hath  suffered  unto  death. 

Her  sufferings  to  prevent. 
6  Lord,  mark  the  sorrows  of  my  breast, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groans, 

To  give  those  sorrows  weight. 
6  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  procure, 
Who  knows  Thine  only  Son  hath  died 

To  make  that  pardon  sure. 

£*C\  /■   Rainboio  of  the  Covenant  Gen.  ix.  12—17. 

1  WHEN  in  the  cloud,  with  colours  fair, 

1  see  the  cov'nant  bow  appear ; 

Its  beauteous  form  and  lovely  rays, 
Awake  my  soul  to  love  and  praise. 

2  It  shoAvs  to  me  how  firm  the  base, 
The  oath,  the  promise,  and  the  grace, 
Which  God  of  old,  ere  time  began, 
To  Zion  sware  in  Christ  his  Son. 

3  Dejected  saint,  dismiss  thy  fears, 
Still  round  the  throne  this  bow  appears, 
Proclaiming  peace  and  mercy  free, 
\nd  foil  salvation  now  to  thee. 


WH  HYMNS-  WH 

4  It  points  thy  soul  to  Jesus  now ; 
Vindictive  wrath  once  smote  his  brow, 
That  on  thy  guilty  soul  and  mine, 

No  storms  should  beat  of  wrath  divine, 

5  Here,  when  thy  fears  begin  to  rise, 
And  hope  in  disappointment  dies ; 
This  cov'nant  bow,  thy  fears  shall  quell, 
"Twas  made  for  thee,  in  all  things  well. 

6  Should  sin  prevail,  and  sorrow's  rise, 
And  guilt  and  darkness  veil  the  skies ; 
Still  round  the  throne  the  bow  shall  be, 
No  sign  of  wrath,  but  love  to  thee. 


^    A  prayer  to  the  Son  of  David.    Matt,  xx 
.3  31.    Vs. 


69 

1  WHEN  the  heart  is  sad  within, 
Burden'd  with  the  weight  of  sin  ; 
When  the  spirit  sinks  with  fear, 

"  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 

2  Thou  the  shame,  the  grief,  hast  known : 
Though  the  sins  were  not  thine  own, 
Thou  wert  pleased  their  load  to  bear : 

"  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 

3  When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  wo ; 
When  our  bitter  tears  o'erflow ; 
When  we  mourn  a  brother  dear, 

"  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 

4  Thou  our  throbbing  flesh  hast  worn  ; 
Thou  our  mortal  gnefs  hast  borne  ; 
Thou  hast  shed  the  friendly  tear: 

"  Jesus.  Son  of  David."  hear  ! 


Hope  in  Mortality.     C.  M. 


\VH  HYMNS.  WH" 

5  When  our  dying  hour  shall  come, 
And  the  Lord  shall  call  us  home ; 
When  our  final  doom  is  near, 

"  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 

6  Thou  hast  passed  through  death's  dark 

shade ; 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made; 
Thou  to  God's  right  hand  art  near: 
"  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 

696 

1  WHEN  this  poor  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail, 
O  may  my  spirit  rise, 

And  soar  beyond  this  gloomy  vale. 
To  Jesus  and  the  skies. 

2  There  likened  to  my  gracious  Lord 
In  pure  and  perfect  joy, 

The  sweetest  harmonies  of  praise 
Shall  all  my  powers  employ. 

3  O  then  shall  this  delightful  change 
Exalt  a  worm  of  earth, 

From  a  low,  foul,  and  creeping  state. 
To  a  celestial  birth. 

4  God's  word  of  promise  is  most  sure, 
In  this  is  all  my  trust ; 

And  I  shall  be  a  spirit  pure, 
Who  now  am  loathsome  duel 


Wti  HYMNS.  WH 

ftCk^f  "  Save>  Lord!  once  Perish."  Matt.  viii. 25, 

1 1  WHEN  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild 

tempest  is  streaming, 
j  When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the  red  lightning 

is  gleaming, 
1  Nor  hope  lends  a  ray,  the  poor  seaman  to 

cherish, 
We  fly  to  our  Maker :  "  Save,  Lord,  or  we 

perish." 

2  O  Jesus !  once  rocked  on  the  breast  of  the 

billow, 
Aroused  by  the  shriek  of  despair  from  thy 

pillow, 
Now  seated  in  glory,  the  mariner  cherish, 
Who  cries,  in  his  anguish,  "  Save,  Lord  !  or 

we  perish." 

3  And,  O  !  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is 

raging, 
When  sin  in  our  hearts  his  wild  warfare  is 

waging, 
Then  send  down  thy  grace,  thy  redeemed  to 

cherish, 
Rebuke  the  destroyer ;  "  Save,  Lord  !  or  we 

perish." 

|*QQ  The  Widow  and  the  Fatherless, 

OtlO  Deut.  xxiv.  10— 21.    P.M. 

1  "  WHEN  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure , 
Thou  the  golden  sheaf  shalt  bind  ■ 
43 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

To  the  poor  belongs  die  treasure 
Of  the  scattered  ears  behind — 
This  thy  God  ordains  to  bless 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

2  "  When  thine  olive-plants  increasing. 
Pour  their  plenty  o'er  the  plain  ; 

Grateful  thou  shalt  take  the  blessing, 
But  not  search  the  boughs  again — 
This  thy  God  ordains  to  bless 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

3  "  When  thy  favoured  vintage  flowing. 
Gladdens  thine  autumnal  scene ; 

Own  the  bounteous  hand's  bestowing, 
But  the  vines  the  poor  shall  glean — 
So  thy  God  ordains  to  bless 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless.'5 

t>  J  if  Help  in  time  of  Need.    Ezek.  xvi.  G.  P.  M 

1  WHEN  we  lay  in  sin  polluted, 
Wretched  and  undone  we  were  : 

All  we  saw  and  heard  was  suited 

Only  to  produce  despair. 
Ours  appeared  a  hopeless  case : 
Such  it  had  been,  but  for  grace. 

2  As  we  lay  exposed  and  friendless, 
Needing  what  no  hand  could  give, 

Then  the  Lord  (whose  praise  be  endless) 

Passed  by,  and  bid  us  live. 
This  was  help  in  time  of  need  ; 

This  was  grace,  'twas  grace  indeed. 


» 


Wii  HYMNS.  VVH 

3  Yes,  'twas  grace  beyond  all  measure, 
When  he  bid  such  sinners  live, 

Laid  aside  his  just  displeasure, 

And  determined  to  forgive. 

But  he  chose  our  helpless  case, 

With  a  view  to  show  his  grace. 

4  And  shall  we  be  found  forgetful 
Of  the  Lord,  who  thus  forgave  ? 

Lord,  our  hearts  are  most  deceitful ; 
'Tis  in  thee  our  strength  we  have. 
Hold  thy  helpless  people  fast : 
Save  us,  Lord,  from  first  to  last. 

W  f\f\  F°r  Mie  Egyptians  whom  ye  have  seen  to- 

4  \J\3      day,  ye  shall  see  them  again  no  more  for 

ever.    Exod.  xiv.  13.    P.  M. 

1  WHEN  we  pass  through  yonder  river, 
When  we  reach  the  farther  shore. 

There's  an  end  of  war  for  ever, 

We  shall  see  our  foes  no  more ; 
All  our  conflicts  then  shall  cease, 
Followed  by  eternal  peace. 

2  After  warfare,  rest  is  pleasant ; 
O  how  sweet  the  prospect  is ! 

Though  we  toil  and  strive  at  present, 

Let  us  not  repine  at  this  ; 
Toil  and  pain,  and  conflict  past, 
All  endear  repose  at  last. 

3  When  we  enter  yonder  regions, 
When  we  touch  the  sacred  shore. 

Blessed  thought !  no  hostile  legions 
Can  alarm  or  trouble  more  ; 


WH  HYMNS.  VVH 

Far  beyond  the  reach  of  foes, 
We  shall  dwell  in  sweet  repose. 

4  O  that  hope,  how  bright !  how  glorious  ! 
'Tis  his  people's  blest  reward  ; 

In  the  Saviour's  strength  victorious, 

They  at  length  behold  their  Lord  j 
In  his  kingdom  they  shall  rest ; 
In  his  love  be  fully  blest. 

5  When  the  sight  of  war  alarms  us, 
Let  us  call  to  mind  our  friend ; 

He  who  for  the  conflict  arms  us, 

Will  be  with  us  to  the  end : 
'Tis  enough,  the  war  is  his; 
God  our  Kino:  and  Leader  is. 


Social  Worship.     Matt,  xviii.  20.    8.  3.  6. 


701 

1  "  WHERE  two  or  three  together  meet, 
"  My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat, 

"  And  tell  what  I  have  done, 
"  There  will  I  be,"  saith  God,  "  to  bless, 
"  And  ev'ry  burdened  soul  redress, 

u  Who  worships  at  my  throne." 

2  Make  one  in  this  assembly,  Lord, 
Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word. 

To  set  the  spirit  free ; 
Impart  a  kind  celestial  shower, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour 

In  fellowship  with  thee. 


I  WH  HYMNS.  WH 

W f\0  Christ  present  in  Social  Worship. 

4  V3  <m>  Matt,  xviii.  20.     L.  M. 

I  1  "  WHERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  ac- 
cord, 
;'  Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
u  Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
u  And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise  : 

2  u  There,"  says  the  Saviour,  "  will  I  be, 
"  Amid  this  little  company ; 

"  To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 

"  And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place.*' 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word : 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

ft'AQ   Human  righteousness  insufficient  to  jus- 
4  UO  tify.     Mic.  vi.  63.     L.  M. 

1  WHEREWITH,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw 

near, 
Or  bow  myself  before  thy  face  ? 
How,  in  thy  purer  eyes,  appear  ? 
What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  7 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  most  high  ? 
Will  multiplied  oblations  please  ? 
Thousands  of  rams  his  favour  buy? 

Or  slaughter'd  millions  e'er  appease  ? 

3  Can  these  assuage  the  wrath  of  God  ? 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guiltv  stain  ? 

48*      " 


\VH  HYMNS.  U  I- 

Rivers  of  oil,  or  seas  of  blood — 
Alas  !  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 

4  What  have  I,  then,  wherein  to  trust  ? 
I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am  ; 
Excluded  is  my  ev'ry  boast, 

My  glory  swallowed  up  in  shame. 

5  Guilty,  I  stand  before  thy  face ; 
My  sole  desert  is  hell  and  wrath : 
'Twere  just  the  sentence  should  take  place  ; 
But  O,  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death ! 

6  I  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 
Who  died  for  sinners  on  the  tree  ; 
I  plead  his  righteousness  alone  : 

0  put  the  spotless  robe  on  me. 

#   Ut:      Seek  Peace.    Psalm  xxxiv.  14.     L.  M. 

1  WHILE  contests  rend  the  Christian  church, 

O  may  I  live  the  friend  of  peace  ! 
The  sacred  mine  of  Scripture  search, 

And  learn  from  man,  vain  man,  to  cease. 
-  2  O  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  trtUh  to  know  ! 
And  separate  from  all  beside; 
This  I  would  guard  from  ev'ry  foe, 
Nor  fear  the  issue  to  abide. 

3  But  keep  me,  Lord,  from  party  zeal, 
That  seeks  its  own,  and  not  thy  praise  ; 

This  temper  I  would  never  feel, 
Or,  when  I  do,  would  own  it  base. 

4  Be  mine  to  recommend  thy  grace, 
That  sinners  may  believe  and  live  ; 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

That  they  who  live  may  run  the  race. 
And  then  a  crown  of  life  receive. 

5  Lord,  search  thy  servant,  search 
through, . 

Detect,  destroy  what's  not  thine  own : 
Whene'er  I  speak,  whatever  I  do, 

O  may  I  seek  thy  praise  alone ! 

^  f\  PL        Remember  thy  Creator  in  thy  Youth. 
/UJ  Eccl.  xii.  1.     L.  M. 

1  WHILE  health,  and  strength,  and  youth 

remain. 
And  pleasure  flows  uncheck'd  by  pain, 
Lord  !  for  Thyself  my  soul  prepare, 
By  Faith,  by  Penitence,  and  Prayer. 

2  So  wdien  the  snares  of  sin  are  spread 
Around  my  unsuspecting  head, 

Thy  Grace  shall  Satan's  power  control. 
And  from  temptation  guard  my  soul. 

3  So  when  the  cares  of  life  molest-. 
And  sorrows  whelm  my  troubled  breast . 
Thy  Word  shall  bid  the  tempest  cease, 
And  Faith  reveal  the  Prince  of  Peace. 

4  And  when  my  health,  and  youth  decay. 
When  life's  gay  vision  melts  away, 
Eternal  bliss  my  soul  shall  prove 

In  realms  of  everlasting  Love. 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 


Shepherd.    Tsalm  xxiii.  1—3.    S.  M. 


706 

1  WHILE  my  Redeemer's  near, 
My  Shepherd  and  my  Guide, 

1  bid  farewell  to  anxious  fear, 

My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever-fragrant  meads, 
Where  rich  abundance  grows. 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  Leads, 
And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

3  Along  the  lovely  scene 
Cool  waters  gently  roll, 

Transparent,  sweet,  and  all  serene. 
To  cheer  my  tainting  soul. 

4  Here  let  my  Spirit  rest  ; 
How  sweet  a  lot  is  mine ! 

With  pleasure,  food,  and  safety,  blest ; 
Beneficence  divine ! 

5  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray, 
My  wand'ring  feet  restore ; 

To  thy  fair  pastures  guide  ray  way. 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

6  Unworthy  as  I  am 
Of  thy  protecting  care, 

Jesus,  I  plead  thy  gracious  name, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

IU7       Brotherly  Love.    Rom.  xii.  10.     P.M. 

1  1  WHO  can  tell  how  good  and  pleasant 
'Tis  when  brethren  all  agree  % 
Then  it  is  the  Lord  is  present ; 
Then  he  meets  his  family. 
;  When  his  children  walk  in  love. 

Then  their  origin  they  prove. 
r  2  Let  the  world  dispute  and  cavil, 
Brethren  should  abide  in  peace  : 
While  to  Z ion's  hill  they  travel, 

Let  them  learn  from  strife  to  cease*. 
Pilgrims  in  the  heavenly  road, 
Let  them  seek  each  other's  good. 

3  Christ  has  said  it,  "  Love  each  other : 
"  Thus  the  world  my  people  know : 

"  He  that  loveth  not  his  brother 
"  Is  a  child  of  wrath  and  wo." 
Brethren,  let  us  think  on  this  j 
Let  us  prove  that  we  are  his. 

4  Love  is  more  than  mere  appearance ; 
Let  us  learn  to  love  indeed  : 

Mutual  patience  and  forbearance 

Well  become  our  state  and  need. 
When  we  stand  around  the  Throne, 
We  shall  know  as  we  are  known. 

#   U8    The  Character  of  a  Religious  Man.    Vs. 

1  WHO  shall  to  thy  chosen  Seat 
Turn  with  glad  approach  his  feet  ? 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

Who,  great  God,  a  welcome  guest, 
On  thy  hallow'd  mountain  rest  ? 

2  He,  whose  heart  thy  love  hath  warmed ; 
He,  whose  will  to  thine  conformed, 

Bids  his  life  unsullied  run  ; 

He,  whose  thought,  and  word  are  one ; 

3  He,  who  ne'er  with  cruel  aim, 
Seeks  to  wound  a  brother's  fame ; 
Nor  with  gloomy  joy  possest. 
Dares  a  brother's  peace  molest ; 

4  Who,  from  servile  terror  free, 
Turns  from  those,  who  turn  from  Thee ; 
And  to  each,  who  Thee  obeys, 
Self-abased  due  reverence  pays' : 

3  He,  who  rests  on  Grace  alone. 
When  his  goodness  most  hath  shone  ; — 
He,  Great  God,  shall  be  thy  care. 
And  thy  constant  presence  share. 

W  AA  Blessed  are  they  that  Mourn. 

4  \3  *3  Matt.  v.  1."    L.  M. 

1  WHY,   mourning    soul,  why  flow  these 

tears  ? 
Why  thus  indulge  thy  doubts  and  fears  ? 
Look  to  thy  Saviour,  on  the  tree, 
Who  bore  the  load  of  guilt  for  thee. 

2  Then  cense  thy  sorrow,  banish  grief, 
Though  thou  of  sinners  art  the  chief! 
The  wounds  that  make  poor  sinners  grieve 
Are  healed  when  they  in  Christ  believe, 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 

3  Whom  Jesus  wounds,  he  wounds  to  heal — ■ 

0  !  'tis  a  mercy  thus  to  feel ; 

There's  none  can  mourn,  while  dead  in  sin, 
Thine  are  the  marks  of  life  within. 

4  Be  of  good  cheer,  on  Christ  rely, 
He'll  pass  thy  great  transgressions  by ; 
And  guide  thee  safely  by  his  hand, 

Till  thou  shalt  reach  fair  Canaan's  land. 

5  There  shalt  thou  sing  his  dying  love, 
With  all  the  ransomed  throng  above ; 
And  in  exalted,  joyful  lays, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  praise. 

mf  -j  f\    Way  art  thou  cast  down.    Psalm  xliii.  5-. 

1  WHY,  O  my  soul,  these  anxious  cares  ? 
Why  thus  cast  down  with  doubts  and  fears  ? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  God  provide, 

Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  Guide  7 

2  When  first  before  his  mercy-seat, 
Thou  didst  to  Him  thy  all  commit, 
He  gave  thee  warrant  from  that  hour 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 

3  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befal, 
And  He  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  1 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  past, 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last  ? 

4  He  who  has  helped  me  hitherto, 
Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through. 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  Ebenezers  to  his  praise. 


AVH  HYMNS.  WH 


711 


Pleading  with  God  under  Affliction. 
Lam.  iii.  39.    C.  M. 


1  YvrHY  should  a  living  man  complain 
Of  deep  distress  within, 

S.-oe  ev'ry  sigh  and  ev'ry  pain 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  sin  ? 

2  Lord,  to  thy  dealings  I'll  submit, 
Nor  would  I  dare  rebel ; 

Yet  sure  I  may,  here  at  thy  feet, 
My  painful  feelings  tell. 

3  Thou  seest  what  floods  of  sorrow  rise. 
And  beat  upon  my  soul ; 

Deep  calls  to  deep ;  O  hear  my  cry, 
While  stormy  billows  roll. 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear, 
My  shipwrecked  soul  is  tost ; 

Till  I  am  tempted  in  despair 
To  give  up  all  for  lost. 

5  Yet  through  the  stormy  clouds  I  look 
Once  more  to  thee,  my  God  ; 

O  fix  my  feet  on  Christ,  the  rock, 
Who  bought  me  with  his  blood. 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face. 
Will  set  my  heart  at  ease ; 

One  all-commanding  word  of  grace. 
Will  make  the  tempest  cease. 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 


Trust  in  Christ.    P.  M. 


;712 

1  WHY  should  I  fear  the  darkest  hour. 
Or  tremble  at  the  tempter's  power  ? 
Jesus  vouchsafes  to  be  my  tower. 

it  2  Though  hot  the  fight,  why  quit  the  field? 
Why  must  I  either  flee  or  yield, 
Since  Jesus  is  my  mighty  shield  1 

3  When  creature  comforts  fade  and  die, 
Worldlings  may  weep ;  but  why  should  1 1 
Jesus  still  lives,  and  still  is  nigh. 

4  Though  all  the  flocks  and  herds  were  dead; 
My  soul  a  famine  need  not  dread. 

For  Jesus  is  my  living  bread, 

5  I  know  not  what  may  soon  betide., 
Or  how  my  wants  shall  be  supplied  3 
But  Jesus  knows,  and  will  provide, 

6  Though  sin  would  fill  me  with  distress; 
;    The  throne  of  grace  I  dare  address, 

I    For  Jesus  is  my  righteousness, 

I    7  T  hough  faint  my  prayers,  and  cold  my  love5 
My  steadfast  hope  shall  not  remove. 
While  Jesus  intercedes  above. 

8  Against  me  earth  and  hell  combine ; 
But  on  my  side  is  power  divine : 
Jesus  is  all,  and  He  is  mine, 
49 


WH  HYMNS-  WH 

7-g  O    Encouragement  against  present  Fears. 
1  O  Judges  xiii.  23.     L.  M. 

1  WHY  should  I  yield  to  slavish  fears  ? 
God  is  the  same  to  endless  years ; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  hide  his  face. 
He's  boundless  both  in  truth  and  grace. 

2  Would  e'er  the  God  of  truth  make  known 
The  worth  and  glory  of  his  Son ; 

His  love  and  righteousness  display, 
And  cast  my  soul  at  last  away  ? — 

3  Would  he  reveal  my  sin  and  wo, 
Teach  me  my  num'rous  wants  to  know  1 
And  help  me  in  my  darkest  frame, 

To  build  my  hopes  on  Jesus'  name  ? 

4  Would  God  preserve  my  soul  from  hell, 
And  make  his  love  at  times  prevail ; 
Would  he  beetow  such  mercies  past, 
And  yet  reject  my  soul  at  last  ? 

5  No — He's  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
On  whose  sure  promise  I  depend ; 
Though  now  from  mc  his  face  he  hides, 
Immutable  his  love  abides. 

ft  Satan  shall  ne'er  o'er  Jesus  boast, 
Nor  the  rich  grace  be  ever  lost ; 
The  Spirit  ne'er  Ins  dwelling  lose, 
Nor  Christ  the  humble  soul  refuse, 
7  Though  unbelief  may  long  molest. 
And  sin  and  Satan  break  my  rest  *, 
Grace  shall  at  last  the  vict'ry  get, 
\ik!  make  my  conquest  quite  complr 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 


■  \W  1    /■      On  the  Death  of  Minister  a  or  Missiona- 
4    Lt  ries.    1  Tbess.  iv.  13.     C.  M. 

,1  WHY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow. 

When  God  recalls  his  own ; 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  wo 

For  an  immortal  crown  ? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 
Whose  life  to  God  was  given '? 

Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close. 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

|  3  Their  toils  are  past ;  their  work  is  done ; 
And  they  are  fully  blest : 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won. 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  The  flock  must  feel  the  shepherd's  loss, 
And  miss  his  tender  care  ; 

But  they  who  bear  with  joy  the  cross. 
The  crown  shall  soonest  wear. 

5  And  is  not  He  who  called  them  home. 
Still  to  his  Church  most  nigh ; 

To  bid  yet  other  labourers  come. 
And  all  her  need  supply  ? 

6  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow  ! 
God  has  recalled  his  own ; 

But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  wo, 
Still  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done !'? 


WH  HYMNS.  WH 


The  DecJk  and  Burial  of  a  Saint.    C.  M. 


715 

1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departed  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 

Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 
As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 

Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow. 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 

There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay. 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blessed, 
And  softened  ev'ry  oed : 

Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
Bi  t  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 
And  showed  our  feet  the  way: 

Up  to  the  Lord  our  flc  h    hall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  d 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud    aimpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred 

Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground; 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

\mf  -|  {*   Hope  encouraged  h<i  n  W«te  of  the  Divine 
^    11)        Perfections.     1  Sam.  xxx.  G.    L.  M. 

\  WHY  sinks  my  weak  desponding  mind  ? 
Why  heaves  m\  heart  th1  anxious  sigh  ? 


wh  Hymns.  •  wh 

Can  sovereign  goodness  be  unkind  ? 
Am  I  not  safe,  if  God  is  nigh  ? 

2  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand — 
That  gracious  hand  on  which  I  live, 
Doth  life,  and  time,  and  death  command, 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  this  fainting  frame  ; 
On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline ; 

The  wond'rous  glories  of  his  name,      [shine. 
How  wide  they  spread  !   how  bright  they 

4  Infinite  wisdom  !  boundless  power  1 
Unchanging  faithfulness  and  love  I 
Here  let  me  trust,  while  I  adore — 
Nor  from  my  refuge  e'er  remove. 

5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 
Then  have  I  all  my  heart  can  crave ; 
A  present  help  in  time  of  need ; 
Still  kind  to  hear,  and  strong  to  save. 

0  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord  ! 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  my  breast ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine — and  I  am  blest. 

717 

1  WHY  those  fears  ?— behold,  'tis  Jesu* 
Holds  the  helm,  and  guides  the  ship : 

Spread  the  sails,  and  catch  the  breezes 
Sent  to  waft  us  through  the  deep 

To  the  regions 
Where  the  mourners  cease  to  weep. 
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Fear  of  Death  removed.    P.M. 


WH  HYMNS.  WE 

2  Could  we  stay  where  death  was  hov'ring'] 
Could  we  rest  on  such  a  shore  1 

No,  the  awful  truth  discovering, 
We  could  linger  there  no  more: 

We  forsake  it, 
Leaving  all  we  loved  before. 

3  Though  the  shore  we  hope  to  land  ons 
Only  by  report  is  known ; 

Yet  we  freely  all  abandon, 
I^ed  by  that  report  alone; 

And  with  Jesus, 
Through  the  trackless  deep  movfc  on. 

4  Led  by  that,  we  brave  the  ocean ; 
Led  by  that,  the  storms  defy ; 

Calm  amidst  tumultuous  motion, 
Knowing  that  our  Lord  is  nigh. 

Waves  obey  him, 
And  the  storms  before  him  fly. 

5  Rendered  safe  by  his  protection. 
We  shall  pass  the  wat'ry  waste: 

Trusting  to  his  wise  direction, 
We  shall  gain  the  port  at  last ; 

And  with  wonder 
Think  on  toils  and  dangers  past. 

6  Oh  !  what  pleasures  there  await  us ! 
There  the  tempests  cease  to  roar; 

There  it  is  that  those  who  hate  us 
Can  molpst  our  peace  no  more. 

Trouble  ceases 
On  that  tranquil,  happy  shore. 


WH  HYMNS*  WH 

4    1  C$  "  Why  will  ye  Die?"  Ex.  xxxiii.  10.  L,  M. 

1  WHY,  thoughtless  sinner !  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Can  the  internal  regions  charm  ? 

Or  wilt  thou  yet  believe  the  lie, 
That  sin  can  do  thy  soul  no  harm  ? 

2  God  has  pronounced  the  sinner's  doom ; 
In  ruin  soon  his  course  must  end : 

Wilt  thou  on  peace  in  sin  presume, 
Or  on  what  confidence  depend  1 

3  Hag;  thou  an  arm  like  God  Most  High, 
In  equal  war  with  him  to  meet  ? 

Canst  thou  his  thunder  bolts  defy, 

Or  quench  his  flames  beneath  thy  iJeet  1 

4  Peace  is  proclaimed  !  Oh  bless  the  sound 
Of  pardon  bough?  with  love  divine ! 

God  has  Himself  the  ranst  n  found, 
Which  could  atone  for  sins  like  thine. 

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1  WHY  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares 
The  lives  which  God's  compassion  spares; 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  "  one  thing  needful"  is  forgot  ? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above, 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love, 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain. 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain? 


One  thing  is  Needful.    Luke  x.  42.   L.  M, 


WI  HYMNS.  WI 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
The  objects  which  you  now  pursue : 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  impart, 
And  fix  conviction  on  each  heart : 
Thy  power  can  clear  tiie  darkest  eyes, 
And  make  the  proudest  scorner  wise. 

7/50  Wisdom.     Prov.  viii.  18,  19.    L.  M. 

1  WISDOM  divine,  lifts  up  her  voice  ; 
Sinners,  attend  !  ye  saints,  rejoice  ! 
Thus  saith  our  condescending  Lord  ; 
(O  !  may  we  hear  his  gracious  word :) 

2  "  Riches  and  honour,  both  are  mine , 
"  I  am  the  tree  of  life  divine ! 

"  My  excellence  can  ne'er  be  told, 
"  My  fruits  are  better  far  than  gold  ! 

3  "The  finest  gold  cannot  compare 

"  With  riches  that  my  children  share; 

"  All  blessings  do  in  me  abound, 

"  For  those,  who  have  true  wisdom  found. 

4  "  Here  peace  and  pardon  richly  flow, 
"  Here  fruits  immortal  ever  grow; 

"  Abundant  mercy,  plenteous  grace, 
"  For  sinners  of  tiie  fallen  race. 

5  "  Here's  blood  to  wash  away  your  sin, 
"  And  make  the  most  polluted  clean ; 

u  Here  is  a  robe  by  Jesus  wrought, 
u  And  as  a  gift  to  sinners  brought. 


WI  HYMNS.  WI 

6  "  Come,  sinners,  then,  to  Christ  apply, 
"  Come,  without  money,  come  and  buy  j 
u  Fair  wisdom's  dictates  now  receive, 

"  And  in  the  Son  of  God  believe." 

7  Dear  Lord,  do  thou  our  hearts  incline, 
To  seek  foi  riches  so  divine ; 

Nor  let  us  e'er  contented  be, 
Till  we  possess  our  all  in  thee. 

7£>  ~§       The  People's  Prayer  for  their  Minister, 
4*  1  L.  M. 

1  WITH  heavenly  powTer,  O  Lord,  deiend 
Him  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend ; 
His  person  bless,  his  soul  secure, 

And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 

2  Gird  him  with  all-sufficient  grace, 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace ; 
Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfil, 
And  help  him  to  obey  thy  will. 

3  Before  him  thy  protection  send  ; 
O  love  him,  save  him  to  the  end  I 
Nor  let  him,  as  thy  pilgrim,  rove 
Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love. 

4  Enlarge,  inflame,  and  fill  his  heart, 
In  him  thy  mighty  power  exert : 
That  thousands  yet  unborn  may  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

r^iy<^P  How  shall  a  Young  Man  cleanse  his  Way  7 
4  &  &  Psalm  cxix.  9.    S.  M. 

1  WITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 
My  God,  to  thee  I  pray ; 


WI  HYMNS.  WI 

O  make  me  learn  whilst  I  am  young. 
How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 

2  Now  in  my  early  days, 
Teach  me  thy  will  to  know; 

O  God,  thy  sanctifying  grace 
Betimes  on  me  bestow, 

3  Make  an  unguarded  youth 
The  object  of  thy  care ; 

Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  ev'ry  snare. 

4  My  heart  to  folly  prone, 
Renew  by  power  divine ; 

Unite  it  to  thyself  alone  ; 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

5  O  let  the  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ ; 
Be  this,  through  all  my  foil' wing  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

6  To  what  thy  laws  impart, 
Be  my  whole  soul  inclined ; 

O  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 

7  May  thy  young  servant  learn 
By  these  to  cleanse  his  way ; 

And  may  I  here  the  path  discern, 
That  leads  to  endless  day. 

§   &  &  The.  Soul  in  Sorrow.    L.  M. 

1  WITH  kind  compassion  hear  my  cry, 
O  Father,  Lord  of  life  on  high ! 


WI  HYMNS.  WI 

And  on  thy  servant's  drooping  head 
Thy  dews  of  blessing  gently  shed. 

2  Whene'er  I  breathe  the  mournful  sigh, 
j    Look  down  with  mercy's  gracious  eye : 

My  sense  of  sorrow  for  my  sin, 

To  springing  comfort,  change  within. 

3  To  my  faint  soul  refreshment  give, 
And  raise  my  mind,  and  bid  me  live ; 
3Hpr  let  a  tear  mine  eyes  employ, 
But  such  as  owe  their  birth  to  joy. 

W  £y  O   The  Christian  aicakened — "  What  must  I 
4  &t*        do  to  be  Saved?"    Acts  ix.  6.    L.  M. 

1  WITH  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyes, 
My  guilty  soul  for  mercy  cries ; 

What  shall  I  do,  or  whither  flee, 

T'  escape  that  vengeance  due  to  me? 

2  Till  now,  I  saw  no  danger  nigh ; 
I  lived  at  ease,  nor  feared  to  die ; 
Wrapt  up  in  self-deceit  and  pride, 

"  I  shall  have  peace  at  last,"  I  cry'd. 

3  But  when,  great  God  !  thy  light  divine 
Had  shone  on  this  dark  soul  of  mine, 
Then  I  beheld,  with  trembling  awe, 
The  terrors  of  thy  holy  law. 

4  How  dreadful  now  my  guilt  appears, 
In  childhood,  youth,  and  growing  years  • 
Before  thy  pure  discerning  eye, 

Lord,  what  a  filthy  wretch  am  I ! 


WI  HYMNS.  Wj 

5  Should  vengeance  still  my  soul  pursue, 
Death  and  destruction  are  my  due  ; 

Yet  mercy  can  my  guilt  forgive, 
And  bid  a  dying  sinner  live. 

6  Does  not  thy  sacred  word  proclaim 
Salvation  free  in  Jesus'  name  ? 

To  him  I  look,  and  humbly  cry, 

"  O  save  a  wretch  condemned  to  die  1" 

4  **TT         Latter  Day.    Isaiah  xl.  5.    L.  M. 

1  WITH  sacred  joy  our  souls  survey 
The  glories  of  the  latter  day  : 

Its  dawn  already  seems  begun, 
Sure  earnest  of  the  rising  Sun. 

2  The  men  of  God  assembled  stand, 
A  chosen,  consecrated  band ; 

The  standard  of  the  Cross  display, 
And  cry  aloud  "  Behold  the  way  :" 

3  Behold  the  way  to  Z ion's  hill. 
Where  Israel's  God  delights  to  dwell ; 
He  fixes  there  his  lofty  throne, 

And  calls  the  sacred  place  his  own. 

4  "  Behold  the  way,"  the  heralds  cry ; 
With  strength  they  raise  their  voices  high  ; 
And,  faithful  to  their  Master's  will, 
Their  sacred  embassy  fulfil. 

5  The  North  gives  up,  the  South  no  more 
Keeps  back  her  long-neglected  stove ; 
From  East  to  West  the  message  runs, 
And  either  India  yields  her  sons. 


Wl  HYMNS.  WI 

6  Auspicious  dawn !  thy  rising  ray 
•  With  joy  we  view,  and  hail  the  day  : 
j  O  Lord,  arise,  supremely  bright, 
I  And  till  the  world  with  purest  light ! 

1    §  /it  &       All  nations  bowing  to  Christ.    P.  M. 

1  WITH  songs  of  grateful  praise 
Surround  Jehovah's  seat ; 

The  goodness  of  his  ways 

Through  all  the  earth  repeat : 
His  mercy  rose  Ere  time  was  known; 

And  from  his  throne     Eternal  flows, 

2  He  bids  his  light  arise, 
And  sends  his  Gospel  forth  ; 

From  east  to  west  it  flies, 

And  fills  the  south  and  north : 
Jlis  mighty  grace        Its  power  imparts, 
And  waling  hearts      His  truth  embrace, 

3  Then  far  as  isles  extend, 
To  the  vast  ocean's  bound, 

Let  kings  to  Jesus  bend, 

And  pour  their  ofF'rings  round ; 
Arabia  raise  The  song  divine, 

And  Afric  join  T'  exalt  his  praise, 

4  Let  India's  fertile  shore  • 
Its  gifts  and  honours  bring, 

To  hail  the  Saviour's  power, 
To  crown  Immanuel  King : 
Remotest  lands  Their  homage  pay, 

Till  all  obey  His  high  commands. 

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WI  HYMNS.  Wl 

4  zi\y   Balaam's  Wish.    Numb,  xxiii.  10.    C.  M. 

1  WITH  what  a  fixed  and  peaceful  mind. 
The  righteous  man  expires ! 

Behold  him  breathing  out  his  soul, 
In  hopes  and  blest  desires ! 

2  Eternal  glory  now  begins, 
To  dawn  upon  his  eyes, 

And  Jesus  animates  his  song, 
While  languishing  he  iies.  • 

3  No  sins,  or  fears,  disturb  his  soul, 
Nor  terror  from  below ; 

No  worldly  glory  stops  his  flight, 
Or  makes  him  loth  to  go. 

4  Bright  hosts  of  angels  round  his  bed, 
With  holy  ardour  stand ; 

Ready  to  bear  aloft  his  soul, 
At  Jesu's  high  command. 

5  No  wonder  Balaam  wished  to  share 
In  such  a  happy  death ;     * 

For  such  are  truly  blest  indeed, 
When  they  resign  their  breath. 

6  O  how  this  bright,  this  blessed  hope, 
My  longing  spirit  warms ! 

0  let  me  live  and  die  like  him, 
Enclosed  in  Jesu's  arms. 

4  &  4        Joining  the  Church  of  Christ.    C.  M. 

1  WITNESS  ye  men  and  angels  now 
Before  the  Lord  we  speak ; 


YE  HYMNS.  YE 

To  Him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 

A  vow  we  dare  not  break — 
j  2  That  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 

Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 
But  on  his  grace  rely, 

That  with  returning  wants,  the  Lord 
Will  all  our  need  supply. 

4  O  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 
And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 

j  And  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  Thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 



I^O  "  Yet  there  is  Room!"  Luke  xiv.  22.  P.  M. 

1  YE  dying  sons  of  men, 
Deep  sunk  in  sin  and  wo  ! 
Mercy  now  calls  again, 
Its  message  is  to  you ! 

Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come ! 
In  Mercy's  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 
Nor  vain  excuses  frame ; 
Christ  bids  you  come  to-day, 
Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame : 

All  things  are  ready,  sinners,  come ! 
P^or  every  trembling  soul  there's  roorr 


YE  HYMNS.  YE 

3  Believe  the  heavenly  Word 
His  messengers  proclaim ; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 

And  faithful  is  hisJName: 
Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come! 
Despair  not !  for  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Drawn  by  His  dying  love, 
Ye  vvaud'ri ng  sheep,  draw  near! 
He  calls  you  from  above, 

The  Shepherd's  voice  now  hear: 
To  Him  whoever  will  may  come, 
In  Jesu's  breast  there  still  is  room. 

#  /5't)      The  Love  of  God.    Nahumi.7.    CM. 

1  YE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 
With  songs  of  sacred  praise, 

For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 
In  him  we  live  and  move ; 

But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 
To  ransom  rebel  worms ; 

'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  !iviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 
5Ti*  here  our  hope  relies: 

A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 


On  the  Dismission  of  Missionaries.    S.  M. 


YE  HYMNS.  YE 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 
The  souls  who  trust  in  thee ; 

Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love, 
What  honours  shall  we  raise  1 

Not  all  the  raptured  songs  above, 
Can  render  equal  praise- 

730 

1  YE  messengers  of  Christ, 
His  sovereign  voice  obey ; 

Arise,  and  follow  where  he  leads. 
And  peace  attend  your  way ! 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 
W^ill  needful  strength  bestow ; 

Depending  on  his  promised  aid 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose ; 

The  cause  is  God's,  and  will  prevail, 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

4  Go,  spread  a  Saviours  fame; 
And  tell  his  matchless  grace 

To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 
Of  Adam's  numerous  race. 

5  We  wish  you  in  His  Name 
The  most  divine  success; 

Assured  that  He  who  sends  you  forth 
Will  all  vour  labours  bless. 
5P* 


YE  HYMNS.  YE 

7ol  Isaiah  lviii.  1.    P.  M. 

1  YE  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name ; 
The  name  all-victorious  of  Jesus  extol, 

His  kingdom  is  glcious,  and  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  Almighty  to  save, 
And  still  he  is  nigh,  his  presence  we  have ; 
The  great  congregation  his  triumph  shall 

sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne, 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honour  the  Son  ; 
Our  Jesus's  praises  the  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces  and  worship  the 

Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore  and  give  him  his  right, 
All  glory  and  power,  all  wisdom  and  might, 
All  honour  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never-ceasing,  and  infinite  love. 


Watchfulness.    Luke  xii.  35—38.    S.  M. 


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1  YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait, 

Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  no  me. 


YE  HYMNS.  YE 

3  Watch,  'tis  your  Lord's  command ; 
And  while  we  speak,  he's  near : 

Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  servant  he 
In  such  a  posture  found ! 

He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honour  crowned. 

5  Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread 
With  his  own  bounteous  hand, 

And  raise  that  favoured  servant's  head 
Amidst  th'  angelic  band. 

7uO  The  Crucifixion.    L.  M. 

1  YE  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man ! 
The  Man  of  Grief,  condemned  for  you ! 
The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain — 
Weeping,  to  Calvary  pursue. 

2  Behold  his  temples  crowned  with  thorn ! 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide ! 

His  streaming  feet  transfixed  and  torn ! 
The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side ! 

3  O  Thou  dear  suffering  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move ! 
Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
And  melt  us  with  thy  dying  love. 

4  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake, 
Convulsed  when  her  Creator  died ; 

Oh  let  our  inmost  nature  shake, 
And  bow  to  Thee,  Thou  Crucified ! 


YE  HYMNS.  YE 

Cry.    I 
P.M. 


mr  O  /g       2TAe  Mid, i  ight  Cry._  Matt.  xxv.  1—13. 


1  YE  virgin  souls,  arise, 
With  ;J1  the  dead  awake, 
Unto  salvation  wise, 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take: 
Up-starting  at  the  midnight  cry, 
Behold  the  heavenly  Bridegroom  nigh ! 

2  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 
The  nations  to  his  bar, 

And  raise  to  glory  all 

Who  fit  for  glory  are  ; 
Make  ready  for  your  full  reward, 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord. 

.3  Go  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
Your  everlasting  Friend ; 
Your  head  to  glorify,. 
With  all  his  saints  ascend  ; 
Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 

4  Ye  that  have  here  received 
The  unction  from  above. 
And  in  his  Spiril  lived 
Obedient  to  his  love; 

Jesus  shall  claim  you  for  his  bride; 
Rejoice  with  all  t lie  sanctified. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope 
Of  that  great  day  unknown, 
When  you  shall  be  caught  up 

rrv     '     "  "  '  ^ne. 


YE  HYMNS.  YE 

Call'd  to  partake  the  marriage  feast, 
And  lean  on  our  Immanuel's  breast. 
6  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 
The  trumpet's  welcome  sound; 
To  see  our  Lord  appear, 
May  we  be  watching  found ; 
Enrobed  in  righteousness  divine, 
In  which  the  bride  shairever  shine ! 

W  O  £T     Humiliation  and  Exaltation  of  Christ* 
4  O  O  Phil.  ii.  5—11.  C.  M. 

1  YE  who  the  name  of  Jesus  bear, 
His  sacred  steps  pursue ; 

And  let  that  mind  which  was  in  Him 
Be  also  found  in  you. 

2  Who,  though  the  form  of  God  he  bore. 
His  nature  though  the  same, 

Nor  deemed  it  robb'ry  in  himself 
To  equal  God  Supreme — 

3  For  us  his  greatness  he  abased, 
For  us  his  glory  veiled ; 

In  human  form  he  dwelt  on  earth, 
His  majesty  concealed. 

4  Nor  only  as  a  man  appears — 
He  stoops  a  Servant  low ; 

Submits  to  death,  nay,  bears  the  Cross 
In  all  its  shame  and  wo. 

5  But  God,  this  wondrous  love  to  man 
With  honours  just  hath  crowned. 

And  raised  the  Name  of  Jesus  far 
Above  all  names  renowned. 


YE  HYMNS.  YE 

6  That,  at  this  Name,  with  sacred  awe, 
Each  humbled  knee  should  bow, 

Of  hosts  immortal  in  the  skies, 
And  nations  spread  below. 

W  Q  £t        "  Th*  Bright  and  Morning  Star." 
4  OO  Rev.  xxii.  16.  L.  M. 

1  YE  worlds  of  light,  that  roll  so  near 
The  Saviour's  throne  of  shining  bliss, 
Oh  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are, 
How  faint  and  few,  compared  with  His ! 

2  We  sing  the  bright  and  Morning  Star, 
Jesus,  the  spring  of  light  and  love: 

See  how  its  rays,  diffused  from  far, 
Conduct  us  to  the  realms  above ! 

3  Its  cheering  beams  spread  wide  abroad, 
Point  through  the  wilderness  our  way; 
Still,  ns  we  go,  we  find  the  road 
Enbarhte  ted  with  a  constant  day. 

4  When  shall  we  reach  the  heavenly  place 
Where  the  bright  Star  shall  brightest  shine ; 
Leave  far  behind  these  scenes  of  night, 
And  view  a  lustre  so  divine ! 

\*tf  O  W  Approach  of  the  Kingdorn  of  God.    Isaiah 
/  O  #  lii.  10.  P.  M. 

1  YES,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking, 
Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand; 

God,  the  Mighty  God,  is  speaking 
By  his  Word,  in  every  land  : 

Mark  his  progress 

Darkness  Hi*-—  at  his  command. 


ZE  HYMNS.  ZE 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 
While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 

God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad : 

Every  language 

Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

3  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious ! 
Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand : 

Make  the  Gospel  soon  victorious, 
Through  the  world,  in  every  land: 

Perish  idols 

Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command  1 


#  O  O  True  and  false  Zeal.  C.  M. 

1  ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame, 
The  fire  of  love  supplies : 

While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 
Is  self  in  a  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 
Can  pity  and  forbear : 

The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce,  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 
He  knows  the  worth  of  peace ; 

But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 


2,1  HYMNS.  ZI 

4  Zeal  has  attained  its  highest  aim, 
Its  end  is  satisfied : 

If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
Nor  seeks  it  ought  beside. 

5  But  self,  however  well  employ'd, 
Has  its  own  ends  in  view ; 

And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cried,* 
"  Come  see  what  I  can  do." 

6  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 
And  be  applauded  here ; 

But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain, 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 
And  from  our  hearts  remove ; 

And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 

f^OO  Glory  of  the  Church.   Isa.  lii.  1.    Psa.  xlv,  9 
4  Otf  Isa.  lx.  1-3,8.  L.  M. 

1  ZION,  awake !  thy  strength  renew. 
Put  on  thy  robes  of  beauteous  hue ; 
And  let  th'  admiring  world  behold 

The  King's  fair  daughter  clothed  in  gold, 

2  Church  of  our  God,  arise  and  shine, 
Bright  with  the  beams  of  truth  divine ! 
Then  shall  thy  radiance  stream  afar, 
Wide  as  the  heathen  nations  are. 

•  2  Kings  x.  16. 


ZI  HYMNS.  ZI 

3  Gentiles  and  kings  thy  light  shall  view: 
All  shall  admire  and  love  thee  too  j 
i  Shall  come  like  clouds  across  the  sky, 

Or  doves  that  to  their  windows  fly. 

i 

,74-0  Hearing  the  Word.    CM. 

1  ZION'S  fair  courts  are  my  abode. 
In  which  my  God  appears ; 

(There  he  his  promises  fulfils, 
Each  saint  his  favour  shares. 

2  My  God,  I  greatly  love  thy  word, 
The  record  of  thy  will ; 

My  heart  dilates  with  holy  joy, 
When  I  its  influence  feel. 

3  Its  precepts  guide,  its  threatenings  awe? 
Its  promises  delight ; 

It  is  my  counsellor  by  day, 
My  comfort  in  the  night. 

:4  My  spirit  for  the  Sabbath  pants, 

That  day  of  sacred  rest, 
j  To  be  divinely  taught  of  thee, 

And  with  thy  presence  blessed. 

1 5  Come,  then,  O  condescend  to  come  ! 

And  as  it  was  of  old, 
Let  me  approach  the  mercy  seat. 

The  covering  cloud  behold. 
51 


21  HYMNS.  Zl 

4    jt  J.         Promulgation  of  the  Gospel.    L.  M. 

1  ZION,  from  thee  is  sounded  forth, 
The  word  of  an  almighty  God, 

To  tell  the  riches  of  his  grace, 
And  spread  his  glories  all  abroad. 

2  In  terms  expressive  to  unfold 
The  sinner's  doom,  and  sin's  desert, 
The  cross  of  Jesus  to  reveal, 

And  send  conviction  to  the  heart. 

3  Unhappy  they,  estranged  from  God, 
Whom  neither  wrath  nor  grace  can  move, 
Who  on  the  gospel  cast  contempt, 

And  still  despise  a  Saviour's  love. 

4  But  to  the  sceptre  they  must  yield, 
Or  bow  beneath  resistless  power ; 
Oh  may  they  tremble  at  thy  word, 
And  saints  with  grateful  hearts  adore. 

4  TT/%3  Triumph  of  the  Church.    V.  M 

1  ZION'S  King  shall  reign  victorious, 
All  the  earth  shall  own  his  sway ; 

He  will  make  his  kingdom  glorious, 
He  shall  reign  through  endless  da}", 

2  Nations,  now  from  God  estranged. 
Then  shall  see  a  glorious  light ; 

Night  to  day  shall  then  be  changed, 
Heaven  shall  triumph  in  the  sight. 


Zl  HYMNS.  ZI 

3  See  the  ancient  idols  falling, 
Worshipped  once,  but  now  abhorred  j 

Men  on  Z ion's  King  are  calling, 
Z  ion's  King  by  all  adored. 

4  Then  shall  Israel  long  dispersed, 
Mourning  seek  their  Lord  and  God, 

Look  on  Him  whom  once  they  pierced, 
Own  and  kiss  the  chast'ning  rod. 

5  Then  shall  Israel  all  be  saved, 
War  and  tumult  then  shall  cease, 

While  the  greater  Son  of  David 
Rules  a  conquered  world  in  peace. 

6  Mighty  King  !  thine  arm  revealing, 
Now  thy  glorious  cause  maintain ; 

Bring  the  nations  help  and  healing, 
Make  them  subject  to  thy  reign ! 

7  Angels  in  their  lofty  station, 
Praise  thy  Name,  Thou  only  wise ; 

Oh  let  earth,  with  emulation, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies  ! 


DOXOLOGIES. 


S.  M. 
GIVE  to  the  Father  praise, 

Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 

Be  equal  honour  done ! 

C.  M. 

LET  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  adored ; 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

TO  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

SEVENS. 

SING  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  His  love ! 
Praise  H  m,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 


DOXOLOGIES, 


P.  M.    8's 


NOW  to  the  Great  and  Sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given, 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

P.  M.    7's. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

As  by  the  celestial  host 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done. 

Praise  by  all  to  Thee  be  given, 

Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 

P.  M. 

I  GIVE  immortal  praise 

To  God  the  Father's  love. 

For  all  my  comforts  here, 

And  better  hopes  above : 
He  sent  his  own  Eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done. 


INDEX. 


Absence  from  the  body  desired,  1. 

Absent  Saviour  loved,  26. 

Adieu  of  the  dying  saint,  239. 

Adoption,  27. 

Advocate,  639. 

Affliction,  trust  in,  3, 132.    Deep,  174.    Moderated,  209, 

Agony  in  the  garden,  114. 

Alarm,  to  the  sinner,  572. 

Altar,  family,  292. 

Ancients,  faith  of,  64. 

Angels,  their  song,  227. 

wonder  of,  at  redemption,  33. 

guardianship  of,  301. 
Anniversary  of  a  Sunday  School  Union,  139,  627. 
Anxious  doubts  repressed,  710. 
Apostolical  benediction,  398. 
Ascension  of  Christ,  598. 
Atonement  of  Christ,  291. 

B. 

Backslider's  return,  112. 
Backsliding  deplored,  6. 
Balaam's  Wish,  726. 
Baptism,  adult, 
Barren  fig-tree,  34,  18S. 
Bartimeus,  400. 
"  Behold  the  man,"  51. 
Believer,  his  wants,  5. 

dying,  to  his  soul,  120. 

dead  to  sin,  554. 
Bethesda,  pool  of,  59. 
Better  country  sought,  253. 
Bible  precious,  260. 

Blessedness  of  those  whose  sins  are  forgiven,  273. 
Blessings  implored,  246,  452,  626. 

spiritual,  559. 
Blood  of  Jesus,  a  balm  for  the  broken  heart,  305, 
Boldness  in  the  cause  of  Christ,  25. 
Brotherly  love,  62,  63,  70.  72.  263. 


&»  INDEX, 

c. 

Call  of  God  to  sinners,  344. 
Charity  to  the  poor,  250. 
Children,  their  song,  204. 

at  a  Charity  School,  166,  169. 

hymn  of,  157. 

their  prayer,  146,  148. 

appeal  of,  287. 

numbering  their  days,  595. 

praising  Christ,  614,  687. 
Christ  the  almighty  Saviour  coming  to  judgment,  592, 672 
all  nations  bowing  to,  725. 
sufferings  of,  330. 
intercession  of,  240,  325. 
glory  to,  440. 

advent  of,  353,  354,  592,  672. 
ascension  of,  598. 
coming  to  bless  his  saints,  661. 
his  exaltation,  735. 
tears,  29. 

invitation,  318,  677. 
dwelling  in  the  heart,  301. 
example  of,  57,  182,  293. 
atonement  of,  291. 
confidence  in,  285,  632. 
precious  to  believers,  280,  251 
triumph  of,  252. 
his  kingdom's  approach,  237. 
universal  reign,  228,  236. 
name,  wonderful,  234. 
crucified  and  glorified,  222,  651. 
sun  of  righteousness,  82,  131,  643 
resurrection  and  ascension  of,  218. 
power  and  grace  of,  181. 
his  submission  in  suffering,  156. 
love  to,  123. 
agony  of,  114. 

humiliation  and  triumph  of,  109. 
love  of,  desired,  102. 
gone  to  prepare  a  place  for  us,  25. 
"all  in  all,"  633. 

"chief  among  ten  thousand,"  634. 
tShfistian,  doubting,  364. 

in  darkness,  542. 
dying,  to  his  soul,  653. 


INDEX.  609 

Christian,  conflict,  265,  315. 
Church  of  Christ,  503. 

government  of,  728. 

unity  of,  503.     Glory  of,  in  the  latter  day,  162. 
glory  of,  739.    Admission  of  members  to,  335. 
triumph  of,  742.    Its  prosperity,  prayer  for,  58. 
increase  of,  455,  535. 
enlargement,  177. 
!   Comforter  invoked,  61,  68,  113,  130,  492. 
Communion  of  saints,  596. 
with  God,  422. 
Complaint,  12. 

Concert,  monthly,  for  missions,  18,  32,  37,  49,  50,  68,  90, 
95,  129,  143,  183,  212,  217,  228,  232,  235,  236. 
237,  247,  392,  399,  566. 
for  Sunday  Schools,  67,  146,  148,  157,  166,  169. 
170,  204,  205,  208,  243,  474,  595,  614. 
Confession,  389,  424. 
Conflict,  Christian,  265,  315. 
Confidence  in  Christ,  285. 
Contrite  heart,  579. 
Converted  thief,  36. 
Courts  of  the  Lo*d,  645. 
Cross  taken  up,  321. 
looking  to,  299. 
God  glorified  by,  181,  197. 
glorying  in,  657. 
crucifixion  to  the  world  by,  682. 
voice  of  mercy  from,  284. 
blessings  of  the,  574. 
j      Crosses,  in  answer  to  prayer,  676. 
,      Crucifixion  of  Christ,  733. 

D. 

i      Death  of  saints,  blessed,  233,  274, 296. 
of  a  friend,  281. 
of  a  parent,  615. 
of  ministers,  714. 
of  a  child,  14,  348. 
of  a  saint,  715. 
of  kindred,  405. 
support  in,  53,  675. 
fear  of,  overcome,  273,  717. 
of  a  sister,  630. 
and  eternity,  432. 


610  INDEX. 

Delight  in  God,  136,  477. 

Deliverer  praised,  223. 

Departure  of  missionaries,  19,  137,  184,  536. 

Dependence  on  God,  150. 

Desiring  to  love  Christ,  94. 

Despair  checked,  668. 

Devotion  from  gratitude,  387,  430. 

Dismission,  8,  62,  161,  365,  374. 

Divine  instruction,  363. 

presence,  prayed  for,  102,  103, 

guidance,  443,  607. 

mercy,  625. 
Door  Jesus  knocking  at,  54. 
of  hope,  45. 

great  and  effectual,  445. 
Doubting  Christian,  364. 
Drought,  269. 


Early  seeking,  384. 

Earnest  supplication,  241,  372. 

Earth  and  heaven,  257. 

Earthly  joys  tasteless  without  Christ,  254 

Ebenezer,  106. 

Epiphany,  75,  656. 

Eternity  prospect  of,  355. 

serious  consideration  of,  609. 
Evening  hymns,  17,  124,  154,  179,  294,  302, 441,  541, 
Example  of  Christ,  57,  293. 

in  suffering,  182. 
Exercises  of  past  months  recalled,  6. 
Exhortation  to  praise,  569. 

F. 

Pace  of  God  caused  to  shine  upon  us,  383 
Faith,  living  by,  279. 

in  affliction,  125. 

in  the  promises,  676, 

and  repentance,  437. 
Fall  and  its  effects,  674. 

Family  altar,  292.     Vow,  277.    Religion,  152,  473. 
Famine  deprecated,  635. 
farewell  of  a  missionary,  137. 
to  the  world,  490. 
©f  the  dying  saint.  239r 


INDEX.  611 

Fast  day,  587. 
Fathers,  our,  271. 
Fear  of  God  all  .the  day,  621. 
of  death  overcome,  278. 
repressed,  713. 
Fellowship,  62,  70,  596. 
Female  Friendly  Society,  505. 
Filial  submission,  27,  117,  156. 
First  love,  511. 

"  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come,"  444. 
Forgiveness  of  sin,  273.    Through  Christ,  222. 
Forerunner,  134. 
Forsaking  all  for  Christ,  651. 

Fountain  of  life  and  good,  69,  104,  106,  107,  163,  210, 
Freedom  by  the  truth,  662. 
Friend,  unchangeable,  96. 

a  kind,  4. 

kindness  to,  519. 

death  of,  281. 
Friendship,  Christian,  262. 
Funeral  hymns,  462,  506. 

G. 

Gentiles,  concern  for,  83. 
dying,  653. 
their  gathering,  591 
Gethsemane,  394. 
Glad  tidings,  32. 
Glimpse  of  Heaven,  11, 

of  Jesus,  373. 
Glory  to  Christ,  440. 

of  the  latter  day,  52,  235,  485. 
God,  glorious  in  the  salvation  of  sinners,  151. 

presence  of,  470. 

his  wisdom  and  knowledge,  44. 

seeth  in  secret,  504. 

his  power,  304. 

his  works,  589. 

his  goodness  renewed  morning  and  evening,  200, 

his  goodness  in  moderating  afflictions,  209. 

his  goodness,  619,  624. 

his  truth  and  goodness,  623. 

glorified  by  the  death  of  Christ,  197, 

seeking  after,  610. 

will  hear,  613.  644. 


612  INDEX. 

God.  is  light  and  love,  191. 
all  in  all,  163. 
his  kindness,  4. 
his  providence,  155. 
speaks  peace  to  his  people,  648. 
love  of,  729. 
Godly,  their  happiness,  226. 

Gospel,  its  success,  37,  18,  79,  95,  167,  180,  ia3,  264,  341, 
549,  599,  741. 
rational  defence  of,  553. 
rich  provisions  of,  56. 
glorious,  673. 

power  of  God  to  salvation,  669. 
salutary  effects  of,  393. 
Grace  sufficient,  85,  333. 
converting,  221. 
prayer  for,  203. 
means  of,  improved,  378. 
sovereign,  453. 

source  of  every  blessing,  198. 
salvation  by,  552,  590. 
Gratitude  and  devotion,  387. 

H. 

Hannah's  prayer,  680. 

Happiness  of  the  godly  above,  226, 434. 

in  Christ,  224. 
Happy  change,  300. 
Harmony  of  the  divine  attributes,  539. 
Harvest,  dry  weather  in,  implored,  375,  545. 

thanksgiving  for  seasonable  weather  in,  201. 

thanks  for  an  abundant,  481,  544. 
Health,  restoration  of,  30,  126,  339,  412,  416. 
Hearing  the  word,  8,  290,  740. 

preparation  for,  381. 
Heart,  surrender  of,  576. 
'  contrite,  579. 
hard,  melted,  379. 
change  of,  272. 
Heathens'  cry  for  help,  229. 
Heaven,  135, 242,  603,  667. 

longed  for,  84,  518. 

free  from  sin,  509. 

the  Christian's  home,  '30  ' 
Heavenly  rest,  601. 


INDEX.  613 

Heavenly  mindedness,  122. 
Help,  implored,  244. 
41  Hinder  me  not,"  298, 

Holy  Spirit,  His  influences,  246,  340,  451,  570. 
address  to,  251. 
teachings  of,  86. 
return  implored,  164,  493. 
ever  abiding,  568. 
guidance  of,  578. 
sovereignty  of,  582. 
Home,  sweet,  39. 
Hope,  from  the  gospel  only,  196, 
door  of,  45. 
star  of,  616. 
reviving,  31 
in  mortality,  696. 
encouraged,  716. 
in  sorrow,  480,  602. 
in  darkness,  465. 
Hosannah  to  the  Son  of  David,  665. 
House  of  God,  9,  376. 

opened,  604. 
Human  righteousness  insufficient,  703. 
Humble  resolve,  89. 
Humiliation  and  triumph  of  Christ,  109, 735. 

day  of,  478. 
Humility,  prayed  for,  318. 

I. 

Infant  prayer,  618. 
importunate  wrestling,  372. 
Inconstancy  lamented,  600. 
Intercession  of  Christ,  240,  319. 
Invitation  to  sinners,  107,  108. 
"  /  will  never  leave  thee,"  433. 

J. 

Jabez*  prayer,  608. 

Jacob,  "  by  whom  shall  he  arise  V  78. 

star  of,  231,  232. 
Jailor's  conversion,  385. 
Jehovah  Jesus,  423. 
Jesus,  his  second  coming,  172. 
our  Forerunner,  134. 
. "  wept,"  121. 

52 


614  INDEX 

Jesus,  confidence  in,  681. 

at  the  door,  54. 

a  glimpse  of,  329. 

the  intercession  of,  319. 

grace  of,  free  to  all,  328. 

a  sight  of,  desired,  327. 

the  one  thing  needful,  317. 

the  conqueror,  228. 
Jews,  prayer  for  the,  35,  396,  503. 
Journey  to  heaven,  298. 
Joy  at  the  conversion  of  sinners,  266. 
grief  turned  into,  190. 
in  believing,  178. 
Jubilee,  year  of,  133,  228,  390,  654. 
Judgment,  day  of,  115, 206. 


Kindred,  death  of,  405. 

Kingdom  of  Christ,  its  extension  prayed  for,  287,  502. 

preached,  207. 

its  coming  prayed  for,  460. 

increase  of,  556. 
Kingdom  of  God,  237,  337,  737. 
King  ofkingst  684. 

L. 

Lamb,  prayer  to  the,  338. 

praise  to  the,  103. 
Latter-day,  glory,  52,  235,  724. 
Liberality,  324. 
Liberty,  to  captives,  446. 
Life  and  death,  512. 

its  uncertainty,  639. 
eternal,  in  Christ  alone,  380. 
Light,  out  of  darkness,  186,  683. 

to  the  gentiles,  507. 

the  Lord  is  my,  500. 
Living,  to  Christ.  343. 

waters,  448. 
Longing  to  be  with  Christ,  638. 
Lord,  our  righteousness,  326. 
Lord's  supper,  24,  71,  320,  360, 

day,  81,  216. 

prayer,  159, 502. 


INDEX.  615 

Love  and  unity,  439. 

to  Christ,  123,  230,  346. 

Christian,  692. 

constraining  to  obedience,  435. 

Divine.  410,  321. 

of  God  to  us,  666. 

of  Christ,  passing  knowledge,  366. 

shed  abroad  in  the  heart,  415. 

brotherly,  63,  220,  262,  263,  707. 

M. 

Man,  his  different  states,  388. 

Mansion  in  heaven,  prepared  for  believerSj  2 

Means  of  grace,  378. 

Melchisedec,  336. 

Mercies  of  God,  345. 

national,  522. 
Mercy,  384. 

humble  pleading  for,  362. 
Divine,  625. 
Mercy-seat,  173. 
Messiah,  promises  to,  49. 

greeted  by  creation,  401. 
Midnight  meditation,  414. 

cry,  734. 
Ministers,  a  savour  of  life,  521. 
Miriam,  song  of,  565. 

Missionary  Hymns,  18,  19,  32,  37,  49,  50,  52,  68,  90,  129, 
137,  142,  143,  167, 177,  180,  181,  183, 
184,  212,  217,  228,  229,  2S2,  235,  236, 
237,  247,  337,  341,  390,  392,  396,  399. 
429,  562,  563,  566,  725,  731,  738. 
Months  past  regretted,  6. 
Morning  Hymns,  42,  55,  1S7,  200,  295,  377,  433,  482, 

Lord's  day,  216 
Moses'  song,  309. 
Mourners  blessed,  709. 
Mourning  turned  to  joy,  190. 

days  of,  ended,  471. 
"  My  God  shall  supply  all  your  need,"  413. 

N. 
Name  of  Christ  wonderful,  234. 
National  mercies,  522. 
New-  Year,  34,  60,  93,  98,  214,  386,  532,  650. 


616  INDEX. 

New  habitation,  213. 
Night  thought,  692. 


Offspring  prayed  for,  195. 

Old  age.  369. 

One  thing  needful,  317,  719. 

"  Our  fathers,  where  are  they,"  271. 

Out-door  worship,  647. 

P. 

Pardon  sought,  361. 
Pardoning  God,  215. 
Parents,  prayer  for  offspring,  195. 
love  to,  637. 
dying,  496,  615. 
Pastor,  seeking  direction  in  the  choice  of,  555. 
Peace,  thanksgiving  for,  210. 

universal,  prayed  for,  207. 

"  seek,"  704. 

God  speaking,  648. 

prayed  for,  658. 

Christian,  517,  689. 
Penitent,  mercy  to  the,  486. 
Pentecost,  66. 

People's  prayer  for  their  minister,  80,  160,  721. 
Perfections  of  God  displayed  in  the  cross,  197. 
Perseverance,  assurance  of,  531. 

desired,  323. 
Physician,  the  good,  261. 
the  great,  65. 
Pilgri??i,  the  Christian,  253. 
Pilgrimage  ended,  308. 
Pilot,  314. 
Poor,  sympathy  with  the,  147. 

the  sick,  74. 
Praise,  for  the  spread  of  the  gospel,  232. 

to  the  deliverer,  223. 

Universal,  558. 

to  God  for  justice  and  mercy,  211. 

from  all  creatures,  171,  525. 

to  the  Saviour,  97,  641. 

to  Christ,  73,  569. 

for  grace  "  6. 

to  the  Redeemer,  419. 


INDEX,  617 

Preciousness  of  Christ,  280. 

Preparation  of  the  heart,  381. 

Prayer,  for  the  conversion  of  sinners,  658. 

hindrances  to,  671. 

preparation  for,  99. 

daily,  691. 

secret,  158. 

for  a  minister,  80,  160,  721. 

for  spiritual  blessings,  128. 

of  the  beggar,  127. 

infant,  618. 

in  temptation,  244. 

of  the  soul  in  darkness,  241. 

to  the  God  of  peace,  149. 

spirit  of,  526. 

for  grace,  428. 

for  pardon,  560. 

for  the  Spirit,  493. 
Prayer  meetings,  258,  2S2. 

Sabbath  morning,  193,  245. 
Pride  lamented,  464. 
Priesthood  of  Christ,  402. 
Privileges  of  the  people  of  God,  489. 
Promises  precious,  267. 
Providence,  155,  186,  497,  628. 
Propitious  gale  longed  for,  40. 
Protection,  15. 

R. 

Race,  Christian,  43. 

Main,  threatening,  269. 

Pain  bow  of  the  covenant,  694. 

Recovery  from  sickness,  126,  339,  412,  416,  690. 

Redeemer,  praise  to,  419,  472. 

rejoicing  in,  88. 

prayer  to,  488. 
Redemption,  praise  for,  283,  529. 

wonders  of,  28. 
Refuge,  679. 
Regeneration,  561. 

Reign  of  Christ,  universal,  90,  228,  236. 
Relief  sought,  655. 
Religious  man,  his  character,  708. 
11  Remember  me  for  good,"  494. 
Repentance,  437,  533. 

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618  INDEX. 

"Resignation,  310,  347,  411,  476. 
Rest  after  trouble,  G01,  700. 
Resurrection  of  Christ,  110,  218,403. 

the  power  of,  7,  101,  548. 

a  pledge  of  ours,  684. 

of  the  body,  408. 
Reward  of  faithful  missionaries,  129. 
Righteous,  blessed  in  death,  274. 


Sabbath,  245,  306,  371. 

emblem  of  heaven.  10. 
evening  of,  165,  306,  537. 
welcome  to,  255,  256. 
morning  of,  87,  92,  216,  395. 
Saints  in  glory,  275,  664. 
dying  ad  ion  of,  239. 
supported  in  death,  546. 
security  of,  192,  301. 
Salvation  by  grace,  438,  489. 

sound  of,  melodious,  538. 
of  sinners,  brings  glory  to  God,  151 , 
Samuel  called,  287. 
^notification,  69,  107,  5G7. 
Saviour,  praise  to.  97. 

absent  loved,  26. 
Living  and  Almighty,  597. 
Seasons,  providence  of  God  in,  270. 
Secret  prayer,  158. 

"  Seek  first  the  kingdom  of  God,"  447. 
Self-denial,  163. 
Self  dedication,  467. 
Self-examination,  670. 
Servant  of  Christ,  420. 
Seeking  relief,  655. 
early,  384. 
after  God,  610. 
Sermon,  hymns  befoie,  449,  583. 
Shame,  sinful,  renounced,  25. 
Shepherd,  good,  642,  706. 

"  brought  again  from  the  dead,53  149. 
Sick  bed  reflections,  431. 

Sickness,  recovery  from,  126,  339,  412,  416,  690. 
a  sight  of  heaven  in,  463. 
of  a  minister.  495. 


INDEX.  619 

8in,  victory  over  desired,  311. 
hatred  of,  458. 

deliverance  from,  longed  for,  510. 
Sincerity  m  religion,  22,  342. 
Sinner,  hastened*  238. 

invited,  107,  108,  168. 
found  wanting,  530. 
alarmed,  572. 
Sins  and  sorrows  spread  before  God,  491. 
Social  worship,  520.  701,  702. 

a  blessing  on  it  asked,  131. 
Soldier,  Christian,  5S5. 
Song  of  Miriam,  565. 

of  \fases,  309. 
Sons  of  ftod,436. 
Sorrow,  723. 

Sorroicing,  not  without  hope,  281,  4S0. 
Sovereign  grace,  4S9. 
Spiritual  blessings,  559. 
Spring,  575,  663. 
Star  of  Bethlehem,  688. 
morning,  736. 
of  hope,  616. 
of  Jacob,  231,  23'?. 
Stone,  corner,  368,605. 
Stony-heart  humbled,  370. 
Storm  at  sea,  697. 

looking  up  :n.  580. 
Submission  ,~A9(X  528,  573. 
Success  of  the  gospel.  18,  79,  264,  341,  549,  599. 
Sufficiency  of  grace,  487. 
Sun  of  righteousness,  82,  131,  643. 
Sunday  School  hvmns,  67,  146,  148,  157,  166,  169,  170, 
205,  208,  243,  474,  595,  614. 
anniversary  of,  139,  627. 
Surrender  of  the  heart,  576. 
Sympathy  of  Christ  with  the  sorrows  of  his  disciples,  584. 

T. 

Teaching,  of  the  Spirit,  86. 
Temptation,  244. 
Thanksgiving,  210,  425,  577. 
tl  The  Lord  will  provide,"  617. 
"  Thou  art  the  same,"  450. 
Tyrone  of  grace,  680. 

53 


620  INDEX. 

Time  and  eternity,  257. 
"  To  live  is  Christ,"  685. 
"  To  whom  shall  I  go?"  612. 
Travellers'  Hymn,  256. 
Tree  of  Life,  183. 
Trials,  631. 
Trinity,  153. 

prayer  to,  111,  145, 
praise  to,  144. 
Trust  in  Christ,  285,  632,  712. 

humble,  367. 

in  affliction,  3. 
Truth,  freedom  by,  662. 
w  bearing  the,  524. 

Types  of  Christ,  516. 

U. 

Unbelief  reproved.  76. 
Unity  and  love,  439. 

of  the  Spirit,  72,  5SS. 
Unknown  world,  457. 

V. 

Valley  of  the  shadow  of  death,  176* 
Vanity  of  the  world,  185. 
Vicissitudes  of  life,  619. 
Victor  crowned,  358. 
Voyage,  Christians,  314. 

W. 

Walking  with  Cod,  461. 
Wants  of  believers,  5. 
of  the  soul,  99. 
War,  fast-day  in  timo  of,  587. 
Warfare,  Christian,  265,  315,  406. 
Watchfulness,  312,  732. 
"  Watch  and  pray,"  611. 
Waters,  living,  448. 
Weakness  acknowledged,  15. 
Wedding  hymn,  557. 
Welcome  to  Christian  fiicnds,  660. 
Well  of  life,  104. 

"  What  must  I  do  to  be  saved?"  724. 
u  Who  may  abide,  his  coming?"  693. 
u  Whosoever  will  let  him  coyne,"  508, 


INDEX,  621 

**  Why  will  ye  die  V  718. 
Winter,  551,  571. 

reflexions  on,  581. 
Widow  and  fatherless,  698. 
Wisdom  of  God,  44 

invitation  of,  646,  720, 
true,  225. 
Wise  and  foolish  virgins,  734. 
Wonders  of  redemption,  28. 
Word,  a  blessing  on  it  implored,  248. 
refreshing,  118. 
gives  light,  479. 
a  guide  and  comfort,  683. 
blessing  of,  741. 
Works  of  God,  589. 

World  its  conversion  prayed  for,  217,  547, 566. 
passing,  606. 
unknown,  457. 
Worship,  house  of,  opened,  151,  604. 
blessings  on,  desired,  289. 
God's  presence  in,  288. 
public,  371. 
social,  520,  701,  702. 
foundation  of  a  house  of,  laid,  605. 
u  Wrath  to  come,"  444. 


1 '  Ye  must  be  born  again,"  561. 
11  Yet  there  is  room,'3  729. 
Young  man's  prayer,  722. 
Young  person,  death  of,  407. 
Youth,  prayer  for,  208. 

remembering  their  Creator,  705. 

the  seed  time  of  the  soul,  138. 

cut  down,  594. 

a  hopef'i:  one,  falling  short  of  heaven,  404. 

Z. 

Zeal,  true  and  false,  739. 
Zion,  her  prosperity,  742,  743 

her  increase  prayed  for,  162, 212. 


022 

INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


The  following  table  contains  a  li  st  of  the  authors 
the  hymns  in  this  volume,  as  far  as  t  hey  could  be  ascet 
tained  :  but  with  regard  to  the  larger  number  in  the  se- 
lection, it  is  unknown  to  the  compiler  b  y  whom  they  were 
composed  ;  and  they  must  therefore  ;?tand  anonymous. 
The  numbers  refer  to  the  hymns  comp<  :>sed  by  the  authors 
to  whose  names  they  are  respectively  annexed. 

Addison,  256,  693. 

Barbauld,  Mrs.,  262,  263. 

Barnard,  469 

Beddome,  22,  31, 118,  121,  126,  292,  293, 339,  r*49,  556,  578, 

600,  674,  683,  741,  742. 
Berridge,  557. 

B ,  165. 

Braithwaite,  516. 

Brown,  278,  362,  427. 

Byrom,  102. 

Cawood,  83,  229. 

Cennick,  265,  361. 

Collyer,  675,  685. 

Conder,  58. 

Cotter  til,  507. 

Cotton,  3 

Cowper,  117,  185,  186,  223,  331,  423,  4Bo,  461,  579,671.1 

C ,  681. 

Davies,  670. 

De  Courcy,  92,  314. 

De  Fleury,  103. 

Doddridge,  43,  53,  123,  152,  189,  368,    393,  411,  412,  413, 

420,  417,  467,  515,  533,  $brcs  619,  648. 
Dry  den,  113. 
Bdmeston,  245,  499,  541. 
Elliot,  304. 

Fawcett,  319,  480,  724.  j 

Francis,  419. 
Grant,  679. 

Green,  310.  ' 

Grigg,  54. 
Madam  Guion,  470. 


LSDliX  OF  AUTHORS.  623 

Hammond,  199. 
!  Harrison,  458. 
I  Hart,  108,  437,  527. 
I  Haweis,  137,  573. 
!  Hawksworth,  295, 
'   He&er,  167,  488,  697. 

Heginbothom,  577. 
i   .Boston*,  266,  343>  385. 
i    Jones,  89. 

,  JTeMy,  25,  33,  34,  69,  70,  71,  72,  78,  95,  110,  172,  177,  190, 
198,  231,  232,  233,  258,  264,  280,  2S4,  297,  30S,  309, 
337,  358,  363,  365,  366,  383,  384,  399,  429,  433,  438, 
445,  446,  479,  485,  500,  511,  524,  534,  657,  658,  660, 
662,  666,  6t7,  672,  699,  700,  704,  707,  738,  743. 

Kenn,  17,  42,  179, 

Kent,  678. 

Kessell,  529. 

Kingsbury,  212. 

Kirkwhite,  473,  683. 

Knight,  14. 

Logan,  52. 

Luther,  206, 

Madan,  218. 

Mason,  441. 

Medley,  317,  370,  442. 

Miller,  503. 

Milton,  345. 

Montgomery,  8,  32,  101,  170,  242,  474,  512,  526,  585,  588, 
589,594,646. 

More,  410. 

Needham,  44,  237,  $33. 

Newton,  11,  59,  99, 115,  127,  230,  254,  255,  261,  276,  296, 
313,  335,  364,  400,  462,  478,  519,  537,  551,  572, 
587,617,629,710,739. 

Nicholson,  100. 

Noel,  689,  692. 

Pearce,  727. 

Phippard,  586. 

Pope,  653 

Robinson,  73,  106,  574. 

Roscommon,  592. 

Mrs.  Roice,  200,  387 

Ryland,  298. 

R ,  552. 

Scott,  164,  188. 


m  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 

Stennett,  36,  223,  436,  711. 

J.  Stennett,  366. 

Mrs.  Steele,  13,  15,  27,  112,  122,  187,  202,  240,  241,  257. 

259,  329,  377,  518,  538,  511,  612,  706,  716. 
Stogdon,  668. 
Slowell,  173. 
Straphan,  67. 
Swain,  96. 

# ,  119,  457. 

Mrs.  Toilet,  171. 

Toplady,  2,  38,  40,  82,  84, 12Q  125. 

Turner,  376.  * 

XJnwin,  55. 

Wallin  221 

Watts, '  1,  94,  124,  136,  144,  151,  283,  285,  342,  347,  371, 

404. 405,  408,  418, 424, 432,  434, 483,  491, 553,  649. 

669,  682,  715 
C.  Wesley,  30, 62,  95,  154,  175, 193, 195,277, 477,  492. 496, 

517,609,610,734. 
J.  Wesley,  253. 
Westtake,  c.  373. 
Whitfield,  c.  625. 
Williams,  369,  409. 


